Spring has taken a real beating here in the Pacific Northwest. An early start was interrupted by week-long snow and by freezing temperatures. The snow finally gave way to a week or two of sunshine, but April took a step back with a record 12 days of rain and another week in the current forecast.
In other words, it’s been hard to tell if Spring was truly here. On a recent visit to Theler Wetlands, a field full of spiderwebs suggested it must be Fall, not Spring.
The wetlands looked like a spooky Halloween scene.
Meanwhile back at home those Heralds of Spring, daffodils, were shouting that sunshine was nigh.
In truth, my daffodils have held up remarkably well this year, benefitting from a lack of heat and twelve damp, if not soggy, days.
Of course, it’s foolish to depend on foreign imports to indicate if it’s truly Spring in the Pacific Northwest. The best indicators are native plants like this Trillium
After reading Robert Pyle’s Sky Time in Gray’s River I’ve decided that the best indicator of Spring is the native Skunk Cabbage
and they are bursting forth in increasing numbers at Theler wetlands.