When I went out this morning to pick a few oranges to juice for breakfast, I could not help but notice that while I was away enjoying gem shows in Tucson the past two weeks, certain elements of the garden had decided that it must be spring. It is a couple days short of the middle of February, but one grape vine was already producing clusters of buds.
Several of the fruit trees were blossoming and others were covered with buds that would also be open soon.
And along the fence was a row of assorted daffodils.
While grape hyacinths that hag languished in a pot for years now lined the blueberry bed.