Much to my surprise, given the awful polar vortex two weeks ago, and the cold dampness since, I was waiting for HK to warm up this morning, and happened to wander over to the edge of the patio. Lo and behold, cold and nasty as its been, and notwithstanding Saturday’s freezing rain, I have miniature daffodils poking their little green arms from the ground.

Not to be outdone, there are also some hyacinths. Probably the purple ones the old lady had; those things are tough as nails.

These two are from…a long time ago. I hadn’t posted them because winter sucks and I couldn’t be arsed, but they’re both little fuzzy caterpillars that I’d found amongst the leaves on the patio.

Wooly bear.

I’m not 100% sure who this guy is, and I’m too lazy to look for an ID, but I’m sure he’s some kind of moth!