There was no success. I attempt this endeavor every year though so it wasn't a surprise to me that failure was an option.
It was a March 12, 2012, photo of Clyde, the rabbit, who has long since passed on. I was surprised to see crocuses opened up and almost finished blooming in the March photo. The snow flakes were up and still going strong. It is funny how spring weather varies year to year. | My crocuses had only started to bloom last week. |
The hybrid pussy willow continued to sport its dark colored catkins. However, Facebook memories are also good at reminding me that we still may see some of the white stuff before it is all over. So while I wish to hurry the budding and blooming along, I would rather have the flowers and shrubs survive than get hit by a late frost. |
Meanwhile, in the woods the trailing arbutus is budding. I know from experience that it will be April before those tiny fragrant blooms start to appear. The chipmunks are up and moving about. This is something the dogs live for. They go from hole to hole in the woods in search of the striped creatures who easily elude them. |
The mallard couple had returned to the pond along with the wood ducks. However, not a single one of the waterfowl were kind enough to pose for a photo.
However, it was one of those situations where the dogs and goats kept spooking the butterflies and they all took off to parts unknown.
This is the time of year for question mark, eastern comma and mourning cloak butterflies.
These are some of the first butterflies of the season. They overwinter as adults and emerge during warmer temperatures to feed on tree sap.
Unfortunately, the ticks were also gearing up for warmer weather. While the dogs have flea and tick medication, I still found two of the nasty little insects on me. Even though I removed them, I still continued to feel their presence hours later.
That's just the nature of things 'round here.