Faux spring

I wish the weather gods would make up their minds which season they want us to be in. They’ve only teased us with winter—which is kind of nice, really—but given us mostly spring. I noticed that my roses all have buds on them this morning. Even stranger, as I looked out over the tree tops from an upstairs window, I saw the reddish cast that the bare spring trees get when they are close to bursting into bloom. Sure enough, our weeping cherry’s buds have swollen in the last week and if we don’t get winter soon, it’s going to break out in flowers! It is almost 70 degrees out today, same as yesterday. And there is no hint of chill in the breeze. Tomorrow I think we’ll get another winter tease. Sooner or later winter will arrive and I hope it’s before the trees decide to burst out in leaves again!