I am noticing more and more than spring is indeed coming after all. The flip flop from cold to warm has tested my patience. So much, that I had gotten to the point I just gave up... accepting the cold and dealing with it.
Last weekend, I had hope for better days. I planted 6 bleeding hearts at the top of the drive. The weather was warm with just a bit of coolness still in the wind. I kept the thought of those beautiful blooms greeting me every time I turned down the driveway and got through the digging and moving of rocks.
This morning the sun is shining -- teasing me into thinking the weather is warm. When I went out to fill the bird feeders, I realized I had been tricked again.