For Haibun Monday, hosted by Linda Lee Lyberg on dVerse.   Since Spring has finally sprung, why not, eh?

Siberian squills

Sweet violet

Carpet of Siberian squills

Daffodils and hyacinths

Striped squills

I am asked to write a Haibun about late spring.  Problem is, we are merely at the beginning of it up here in the Montreal region unlike my fellow writers below the 49th parallel who have been sharing photos of their blooms since end of February, beginning of March!  Up here, we go from temps begging for sundresses and sandals and the next, it’s full-on garb, including coat, hat and gloves (for those of us of a more delicate nature).  Exposing toes at this time would be foolhardy.

How can we ask for crocus and daffodils when we expect them to be covered in snow?  And yet, they do just that.  They take the risk to pop up out of the partially frozen soil next to naked branches and we delight in it.  During my latest walkabout, I am delighted to see yellows and blues and every shade of purple with some pink interjected here and there, just because.

I’m particularly beguiled by the random pops of sweet violets, striped squills, and Siberian squills that seem to scatter willy-nilly wherever they please.  Not that the more formal gardens with hyacinths, daffodils and the early tulips don’t have their own special charm, of course.  It is the wild ones that captivate me.

Frozen ground holds on

Battle royale in progress

Blooms unrepentant