I did not go outside to look for blooms today. Today looks like this:
Last Friday, on the 11th, it looked like this:
There had been so much snow melt that water was seeping to ground level and then flowing through the chicken yard into the driveway.
Of course, I recognized this as perhaps my only opportunity to look for signs of botanical life. Blooms seemed like a pretty long shot to me. I decided to check the snowdrops. Since I had last photographed them, we had had several snowfalls and another melt. I wondered if they had made any progress.
They had, if you measure progress in millimeters. Then I admired the Frosty Pearl euonymus that I had been asked to trial in my garden.
According to Zelenka Nursery, this shrub is hardy to USDA zone 4 and prefers partial to deep shade. I grew it in a container all summer and planted it in the fall. It didn’t make many flowers this first year, so no berries, but I find the leaves very attractive, especially in the shade where not many shrubs do well. But wait–what’s this?
Yes, it’s that intrepid cousin of the pansy, Johnny-jump-up, doing its best to welcome spring. Did it know it would get snowed over? Did it care? Will I find it still alive after the next melt? Almost surely, for I had seen it in bud during the previous thaw, and thus knew where to look. So, yes, I’ve got a flower blooming in January–under the snow, but blooming nonetheless, I suspect.
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