Patience

Daffodils can really perk up a grey, rainy day especially when it seems like spring is never going to get here! I've complained too much about the school bus yellow lilies that relentlessly bloom in my garden (just in time to clash with my pink roses) but I do like daffodils, even the all yellow ones.

The daffodils in my garden are being very brave and making a real effort but it's 38 degrees so they are stuck in flower limbo. Maybe they should have stayed underground a little longer?

The tulips are also beginning to make an appearance along with the strawberries and lots of weeds! 

Then there's the standing water issue.

At this stage of the game it takes a fair amount of imagination to envision how it will eventually look.

In a month (or two) it should resemble it's previous self. Maybe. Fingers crossed.

When I was looking for a shot of last year's tulips I came across some photos I took this past summer of Spenser keeping track of an inch worm traversing the edge of a bath towel. He apparently didn't think this tiny thing was interesting enough to bother torturing or eating. I have to admit that I was surprised to see that he could exercise enough restraint to avoid squashing it for no good reason.      

That worm really took it's sweet time getting across the table but Spenser just kept watching.

Eventually it reached the edge of the towel and moved on down the leg of the table. 

After that extraordinary bit of self-discipline it was time for a nap, on the same towel.

If patience is a virtue, does that make Spenser a virtuous cat?

Speaking of being patient, His Madness is currently rocking both the noun and adjective forms. 

He got another new knee and now he has a matching pair.

He is not a patient patient.

Thanks for stopping by!

Are you impatient for spring to arrive or has it already shown up in your neighborhood?