You could say the garden gnome is a bit behind the times, as he is wearing a knit hat. This weekend the temperatures hovered around 70 (yes, you're reading that correctly), which mean a Sunday excursion to Red Butte Garden was in order. I had to see the snow drops in bloom. The bonus was to see a field of of daffodils right on the verge of opening. What in the world...?
Snow drops are my favorite flower, but because of their capriciousness and elusive nature, I do not see them every spring. Two years ago I planted 40 bulbs in hopes my chances would increase. That has not been the case. Last year, not a single sighting. This year I bought a membership to Red Butte in order to increase my chances of seeing springs earliest blossoms, but little did I know, it would happen on a 70 degree day the first week of February!
As luck would have it, I spotted two tiny blossoms in my own garden the same day! I'm hopeful there will be a few more, but it looks like my 40 bulbs have mostly been duds.
That isn't to say my tiny garden is totally lacking, as the crocus are coming up and opening their blossoms to the warmth of the sun. I understand why, and although we wonder where winter has gone (east, from what I've heard), I can't help but turn my face towards the sun, too.