Signs of the Times

It's a cold, wet, blustery day here in the Pacific Northwest, the kind of weather we would expect if it hadn't been for the mild winter and warm temps that spoiled us earlier. So far the heavy winds that were predicted haven't hit here. That's good. Nobody wants a power outage. The native dogwoods are coming into bloom, just in time for Easter. Click the link for a version of the Dogwood Easter Legend. The maple outside the window is in flower and leafing out while serving as a perch for chickadees visiting the feeders.

The blue bells (scilla) are opening to harmonize with the tulips.

Princess Irene tulips are beginning to open. They are a favorite not just because of their name but also for their orange-purple-pink color. The first clump of trillium to bloom is now going pink.

Tom's greenhouse is filling with cuttings and seedlings.

And I went shopping! Now that's a rare sign indeed. I don't remember when I bought anything but jeans, tee shirts and sneakers. But I looked over my wardrobe, pathetic as it is, and decided I really needed something new for my date for high tea with my granddaughter Irene when we celebrate her fifth birthday in Denver in two weeks.

Good old JC Penny provided me with an easy little pants suit at 50% off, so I bought a hat too! I'll have to think about making a flower for it.

And of course, another sign of the times - Easter Eggs! Isaac and Irene and Jill and Corey had fun last night decorating eggs, and I found pics on my email this morning. I love technology.

One of Irene's favorite colors is "turpoise".