When I arrived at school Friday morning, I realized the daffodils were likely to bloom while we are on spring break. When I left at the end of the day, they were blooming. I caught these shots really quickly on the way out--and it's hard to see the screen in sunshine, so I'm glad I actually caught the blooms.
Here some more daffodils are in the background of a sculpture that honors Paula Shane, one of our third grade teachers who passed away several years ago--the flowers around the base of the sculpture are fabric. The school is about 60 miles away from our home and two thousand feet lower. As I left, I couldn't help wondering how long it would be before the bulbs at our house would bloom.
This afternoon when Alex and I arrived home from church, we saw lovely deep green shoots of narcissus, daffodils, and (maybe?) tulips pushing their way up through the earth. Of course, now, a few hours later, those shoots are buried in several inches of new snow. We hope they survive.