Of April showers and proportions

Of April showers and proportions
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It's been a dark and stormy night. (The "typo of the year" contest is now closed; just tried to make it "a darn" one.)

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It's going to keep storming all day, to judge from the dull skies and the over-excited forecasters. Rain, rain has no particular interest in going away, it seems.

Meanwhile, in the front yard of my apartment building stands a group of small, green leaves.

Through several damp days this week, the leaves got greener and greener.

Then, yesterday, I spotted the result. One daffodil has bloomed.

I know, it's not May yet, of "April showers bring May flowers" fame -- but I'm feeling a bit protective of this little soloist.

It's early, but it's a great morale booster. I think I might even enjoy this one on its own better than Wordsworth's "a crowd, a host of golden daffodils" -- which tend to irritate my nose.

Rather rainy lately....

So hang on, dear readers. Like the little daffodil in my yard versus the storms all around us, things just aren't in proportion right now.

But as Sir Arthur Conan Doyle put it in "The Adventure of the Naval Treaty,"
"We have much to hope from the flowers."

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  • Lovely post. Yes, cruel winds of April today. But no snow!

  • In reply to Weather Girl:

    Ah, that's true. Thanks for the reminder and the other kind words.

  • What more concerns me (and is more in WG territory) is that there is a winter storm watch for Lake Co., IL, and I wanted to go shopping just north of Lake-Cook Road.

  • In reply to jack:

    Well, Jack, it seems the further north you go, the more likely you are to experience the effects of winter storm Xenon, or whatever they are calling it. Blizzard conditions in Wisconsin, and the Sox are snowed out again in Minneapolis. And since we're linking blogs today, AW said it very well in his post on baseball. But the daffodils, Margaret Serious, they are coming up, these brave and hardy flowers.
    Cheers to all!

  • In reply to Weather Girl:

    Cheers back. I'm not surprised we're up to X in named storms. "My" little daffodil is still soloing -- and wilted. I like the image of the daffodils as brave. Thanks.

  • Hmm, if it's more Weather Girl's territory, I assume you're not going shopping for more daffodils. Oh well.

  • In reply to Margaret H. Laing:

    1. Something the consistency of a Slurpee was falling around Deerfield Road, but once I got back into Cook County, it was only rain.
    2. I quit buying daffodils about 10 years ago when rabbits were eating the stems a few days after they sprouted. But more mystifying, 2 squirrels were digging in the lawn, acting like skunks.

  • In reply to jack:

    I'm glad you put "consistency" instead of writing "like a Slurpee." I wouldn't recommend trying the flavor.
    I haven't bought daffodils either -- see the link to the post about my allergy to them -- but I like the sight of them outside. Flowers puzzle me that way; why do I like the sight of so many when they consistently make me feel like I've caught a cold?

  • I loved reading this line: "I'm feeling a bit protective of this little soloist." And I'm grateful to the small talismans of spring-yet-to-come when things are still rather cold and wet and brown.

  • In reply to folkloric:

    Thank you, folkloric. My little soloist is about to be replaced by a choir that's massing near his little wilted stalk, but I shall enjoy the memory of his early arrival.

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