I Don’t Care What the Calendar Says! (Sigyn Speaks)

I don’t care what the calendar says.  We may be a month and more from the first day of spring, but I went out in the yard today and flowers are happening!  I’m so excited!  I just love looking for the first few blossoms, don’t you?

There is a lot of this vetch in the front lawn.

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Most people would think it’s a weed, but I think it’s lovely.  The flowers start out in two shades of red purple, but they fade to blue-purple–and then they make teeny little bean pods that are so cute!  I like how it wraps around other plants–sort of like it’s giving them a great, bit hug.

The jonquils are blooming too.  I climbed up to smell them (their fragrance is really strong!) . . .

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…and the whole flower cluster swayed to the ground.  Hee hee hee!  I guess I ate a few too many cookies over the holidays!

The patch of snowdrops under the bedroom window is blooming right on schedule!

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This is a southern sort of snowdrop that doesn’t need a very cold winter.  The other kind, the one with the three hangy-downy petals, doesn’t do well here, more’s the pity.

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But ours still make wonderful hats!

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Visiting With Old Friends (Sigyn Speaks)

It’s been more than its fair share of cold and wet this winter, but I think spring may be just around the corner!  I’ve been very busy greeting old friends!


Hello, snowdrops!  See?  I can hang upside down, too!

Hello, daffodil!


I’d forgotten you had such a sunny yellow face.  It’s a good look on you!

Hello, dwarf dandelion!


Looks like you are all by yourself today.  Don’t worry!  I’m sure your cousins will be along soon.

Hello, little rosy bluet!


And hello, park full of  bluets!!!  You don’t mind if I just flop down and bask in the sun, do you?


I don’t care what the calendar says–if the bluets are up, it’s spring!

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Signs of Spring

This part of Midgard makes no sense.  Here it is, the beginning of Febrrruary, and the denizens of other parts of the globe are shoveling snow and wearing electric socks, but we have been gifted with balmy breezes, scintillating sunlight, and peeping posies.

This can only mean one thing–walkies!  We can actually start right at home.


The Narsisters don’t seem to know that technically, it is still winter.

Lovely things dangle from the Snowdrop stems.



By the Norns’ nighties!  We have been out here for what seems like forever, but we have only made it about half a block, just as far as the park at the end of street.  (Nothing moves more slowly than the human female with Sigyn in tow when Plants are Blooming.

Things are looking very green!  Sigyn just can’t help herself–she has to stop, flop, and roll among the Brrr-clover and the… whatever those little purple things are.


I know I should remember all the names from last year, but honestly, all that botanese the human female spouts just goes in one ear and out the other.

But, yes indeed, nature is looking very lush!

This means, of course, that I’ve ordered up an ice storm for next week…

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