My Own Personal Spring Joy

The one thing that tells me Spring is really coming is my squill.

They're not blooming yet -- usually that's mid-April. But look, they've popped up! And I found them in a rare splash of sun, even!

It looks like all the rain has unearthed some of their tiny bulbs, but they're popping up in their little ocean patches. The ones under the bird feeder don't look too choked out by the discarded birdseed and squirrel diggings.

Anyway, it's not a flower, blooming, yet ... but it's a start.

Maybe, just maybe, I can relax my winter guard and start hoping for Spring to stay.