Back north, the witch hazels are blooming, and the first aconites are popping up around the woodlands. [sigh] I typed that sentence around New Years’, and didn’t post because there hadn’t been any aconite sightings around here. But yesterday that changed — Hurrah!
They’re just so cheerful,with their bright petals and green Kermit frills. We used to have drifts of them skittering around the rocky hillside and across the front yard — just a brief flash of gold, when everything was white or crumbly brown. They’d fade out just as the pink violets began to bloom.
Now there are just these few, hiding beneath the skeleton of last year’s Baptisia, and maybe a few lurking beneath the shrubs out front. Ah well. It’s something. Even tiny bits of splendor are worth waiting for.