Sproinnnnggg! was the sound practically all the plants made this past Friday and Saturday when we had a couple of days of 70+ (really 80+) degree weather after weeks hovering in the 50s, with an occasional brush with 60 and the rare 65. Up until now, it was as if all the usual springtime flowers had been holding their collective breath and cautiously putting out a flower or two. The daffodils were out, but they seemed tentative and surprisingly long-lasting due to the preserving qualities of the cold. The hardier plants (like my lawn of violets) sent up their leaves and a good number of blooms, but not nearly as prolific as if we had been closer to normal temperatures.
All that changed Friday when we got well into the 70s. You could sense the plants soaking in the sunshine and warmth, getting ready to explode in their usual springtime array of colors. Saturday, the explosion happened. The tulip pictured above was a tightly-closed bud Thursday, but in its full glory on Saturday by midday. Our dogwood had been holding its buds closed until Saturday when they all opened out simultaneously and started to take on color. A double-flowered cherry tree in a park nearby went from pink buds Friday to a cloud of whipped cream today.
I took advantage of the warm temperatures Saturday to do some work on our front yard, which is a work in progress that I hope to transform from vine-infested and weed choked to a clover lawn with violets and other wild flowers on the edges. I had to dig out the daylilies that didn’t really bloom because of a lack of sun, but just sent their leaves to hang over the path to the front door. They were also choking out the iris I put in, so out they had to come. I also put in a couple of witch hazel plants to serve as a demarcation for the front (after taking out the falling-down fence last fall) as well as a native bleeding heart. The weather was perfect for working the ground, and today’s nearly constant rain is a bonus for the plants I put in.
Even though the temperatures are predicted to get rather chilly again, the danger of frost seems to have passed, and all the plants know it. Spring truly has sproinged this year.