Liam the pug just pointed out that spring has arrived in Oregon. How did he notice, you ask? The tiny daffodils that have self-planted near a walkway in the backyard have just popped up. And a few of them are getting ready to bloom already.
I know this comes as a surprise to many of you. Much of the United States is still encased in a block of ice, and nightly temperatures of 20 are lower are common for many of my friends in far-flung spaces. But my little corner of Oregon has been dealing with daytime temperatures in the 50s and nighttime temperatures in the 20s. That's more than warm enough for these little bulbs to start poking their heads up to get some work done.
These daffodils are an unusual variety that stays short and delicate. When fully grown, they don't rise above the level of my ankle. And their flowers are a gorgeous mix of yellow and orange. I have no idea where they came from, and I certainly didn't buy them, but I do love them.
Unfortunately, I have to be careful with them.
All parts of the daffodil plant are toxic to dogs. The bulbs are especially dangerous, as dogs who chew on the tubers can come down with some nasty digestive symptoms. Families with dogs that dig, as well as families with dogs that gnaw on plants, are encouraged to remove these suckers from any space a dog can get to.
Thankfully, this is the most interaction Liam has with the flowers. I think we're safe.
Spring hasn't only arrived in my back yard. It's also popping up in my writing studio. This weekend, I noticed that my Meyer lemon tree was hard at work in its pot in the corner. Look at all of those flowers! As soon as the weather warms up a touch, I'll have to move this guy outside in the daytime. Lemon plants need a lot of sun in order to set and retain fruit. Indoor light won't cut it.
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