We have had the strangest weather. One day it's 70 degrees and the next day, we have freezing temps and ice on the deck.
Needless to say, my jonquils are confused.
After a spell of warm weather last week, the weatherman was forecasting freezing temps. I went out to my jonquil patch and picked them so they wouldn't freeze. Nothing fancy, just a jelly jar to hold them. They look bright on my kitchen table.
The Georgia ground hog, General Beauregard Lee, say his shadow so he's saying six more weeks of bad weather. Although I hope it's not bad, bad, we could use some rain to offset a couple years of drought. In the meantime, I have my jonquils to remind me that Spring will come.