ON THE EDGE

A short silly verse (heard often) 
runs through my mind at this time of year. 

the flowers are in every stage of bud and bloom this spring

Der spring is sprung
Der grass is riz
I wonder where dem boidies is?

Der little boids is on der wing,
Ain't dat absoid?
Der little wings is on de boid!
 
 In Arnold Silcock's Verse and Worse,
 the poem is titled 'The Budding Bronx' 
attributed to ANON [New York]


It seems as universal as spring.

Robins in flocks tweet and chitter the last couple of weeks, and finally some spring rain has caused the daffodils in the warmest beds to raise their heads and spread to full flower in this morning's glorious sunshine. 

These daffodil bulbs came out of the same bag as the others
but are not against the sunny side of the house.

Those in more shaded areas are only poking out a few tips still but weather HAS warmed enough to shed heavier coats in favor of jackets and nights no longer freeze layers of swirling frost to the car windows every day. 

Tulip cups caught this morning's rain into shining jewels nestled safely deep inside. [The drops are clear and look like bubbles but are so deep in the leaves that they appear dark.]

Notice the 'special' spring flower that has
usurped a position next to this hyacinth.

And now, even the hyacinths are trying to stretch open the bud balls - but only in that warmest sunny bed. 

 Lots of the flowers are slow and seem to hesitate to believe the sign of the robins or lead of the daffodils or violets.

tiny thumbnail size violets on the edge between grass and flower bed

When I went out to shoot the flowers I found this darling bouquet of violets just off the patio - I think a bird must have left a present for me there to make this delightful spring surprise - I didn't plant violets there.  Once you have them you never know where they will jump up next.

I like the surprising orange inside the stripe on this little guy.

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Crocuses also are popping open.  

The hen &chick at the top is about
the size of a half dollar 

My favorite tiny, tiny blues are just peeking out and starting to fight their way through the bed that awaits spring cleaning - there is always another project in the wings - perhaps tomorrow ... 




And indeed ...


Spring seems to have sprung at last!

the daffodils against the SW side of the house always open first

Or at least it is on the edge of doing so ...