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La Primavera in Posy Portraits

Primavera: n. the Italian word for the season of Spring. In French it’s le printemps.

Posy: n. flower

Picture: n. a pictorial or graphic representation

Peppercress (pesky edible weed) and Daffodils

Peppercress (pesky edible weed) and Daffodils

My birthday is March 21, which I consider the first day of spring, although this year the equinox actually falls on the 20th. No matter.

When I was a child growing up in New England, I always hoped it would snow for my birthday, because in late March the ground was usually an ugly mixture of mud and dirty clumps of old dehydrated snow.

Now, in the verdant Pacific Northwest, plants are actually beginning to bloom, even if the rain persists. These are some of the P-posies I found in my yard today:

Pussy willow

Pussy willow

Primroses in the rain

Primroses in the rain

Peony sprouts

Peony sprouts

Pieris japonica

Pieris japonica

Patterns in moss

Patterns in moss

Plant Pest invading my asparagus bed.

Plant Pest invading my asparagus bed.

I don’t know what this last plant is… it’s invasive. It grows from tiny bulblets deep in the soil which are attached to the plant by a threadlike root which instantly breaks if you try to dig or pull the plant.  And Roundup doesn’t faze it either.  This is a problem I need to solve! Any ideas?

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Poking thru the dirt: signs of spring

Poke: v. to pierce, jab or cause to project

The temperature has been hovering around 32 degrees for more than a week, and it’s that damp chill that makes you want to stay indoors with a cup of hot chocolate. (Shouldn’t have written that… it’s giving me a hankerin’.)

But aside from getting the sludge out of your veins, it pays to take a walk in late January. We’ll start with my own yard. Daffodils beginning to poke thru the dirt:

daffodils poking up

Then on this morning’s walk at Salmon Creek I noticed the hazelnut catkins were emerging:
catkins

And here the late afternoon sun shines through the Douglas firs in Whipple Creek Park:
Whipple Creek Park

“How can I keep from singing…”