the wheel is trying to turn

Late winter is like an impotent old man angry at and frustrated by the budding young woman of spring.

Another cold front blew in last night after a week of warm spring weather and most of this week will be in the 30s to 50s range with one day in the 40s.

It's still pretty bare out there, only a few things budding green like the mock dogwood and the redbud and we think we might actually get a few flowers on the true dogwood this year.

It has never bloomed before, not for us, not for the previous owners who planted it. I always thought it was an understory tree but I think it hasn't bloomed because it wasn't getting enough sun. I saw one in full bloom out here last year that was in full sun. Now that we have lost four big branches off the pecan tree that was shading it, it has put on half a dozen buds.

The earliest bloomers are doing their thing though. Besides the daffodils, these early iris sprang up overnight, or so it seemed. These are the ones that were blooming when we got that late hard freeze last March. I was worried they wouldn't come back but come back they did and even earlier.

My little native peach is in full bloom as are the chinese fringe flower shrubs.

The fleabane in the yard is another white early spring bloomer.

And I saw this first early bluebonnet.

Sometimes the white 10 petal anemone bloom pale lavender.

This little frog was clinging to the window Saturday night.

And the buddha is contemplating the changing season.