Seeing Is Believing

Feb 3, 2015 | 1 comment

Punxsutawney Phil?

Punxsutawney Phil?

Punxsutawney Phil’s prediction yesterday of six more weeks of winter notwithstanding, I say. “Spring is here!” Almost, anyway. We have a little bit of both winter and spring in our garden. Maybe we should call it “Sprinter.”

And anyhow, groundhog Phil is way back in Pennsylvania. What does he know about life beyond the Great Divide? I understand that there is another groundhog out here in the West who didn’t see his shadow yesterday. Indeed, if we had a resident groundhog here in Oysterville and he had emerged from his burrow at the traditional early morning hour, he would have met a downpour rather than sunshine.

Geraniums on Our Porch

Geraniums on Our Porch

Furthermore, had he looked around at the geraniums beginning to bloom on our porch, our ‘late’ camellias already in blossom, and the rhododendrons of several varieties off and running, the declaration of “Spring!” would have been a no-brainer. It has been one of the mildest winters I remember here and, except for dire warning of flotillas of mosquito larvae waiting to hatch, I couldn’t be happier.

On the other hand, our daffodils are popping up just about on schedule. (Never mind Bradley’s ‘early cultivars’ that began blooming in December.) Ditto the hyacinths bordering the garden bed southeast of the house. The buds on the lilacs, too, are still tightly wrapped. I’m really glad about that. I would hate for all of spring’s magic to be over before the March equinox.

As unusual as it all seems, though, I still go with the old adage, “seeing is believing.” And what I see here in Oysterville is spring.

1 Comment

  1. Stephanie Frieze

    Let them have their six weeks back there. There’s no doubt that Winter here was brief and Mother Nature, in our neck of the woods, is getting ready to burst!


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