In the past couple of weeks, a few philosophical daredevils have shaken off the shivers of Winter and defied the more timid maples to awake from their ever so slightly Humean sceptical slumbers.
When maple and birch are still showing broom like stiffness against the iodine sky, the magnolia is secretly planning its morning advance.
And barely has it shed the skin of its buds when other early arrivals take a chance on the weather, actively self-forgetting like Nietzschean aphorists,
the treasure they found gleefully in the morning that they had hid the night before.
I am referring to the daffy dills, of course,
the fried eggs of a Dionysian breakfast.
Not forgetting the tulips, which Dutch Princess Juliana keeps giving our city, long after she was Queen, proving that a rested bulb can last forever, especially when chastened by a bouffant.
Some dos never get old, as we see from the more traditional bouffant, before and after, then and now.
A surprising number of years ago I saw wisteria adding its indigo glow to the slate and stone abutting Christ Church Meadow.
Never forgetting the bounty of Jesus, resurrected in time for May Morning, Morris dancers, champagne or Bulmers pomagne, whipped cream scones and strawberries in the Principal's garden, in the rain.
But the real Apollo of the early spring is the gnarly blossoming crab apple, that is the body builder of the fruit trees. But like all body builders, it cuts and sculpts too much in its quest to achieve the perfect abs. Two pack and six pack show best on a more modest chest.
When maple and birch are still showing broom like stiffness against the iodine sky, the magnolia is secretly planning its morning advance.
I am referring to the daffy dills, of course,
Not forgetting the tulips, which Dutch Princess Juliana keeps giving our city, long after she was Queen, proving that a rested bulb can last forever, especially when chastened by a bouffant.
Some dos never get old, as we see from the more traditional bouffant, before and after, then and now.
Never forgetting the bounty of Jesus, resurrected in time for May Morning, Morris dancers, champagne or Bulmers pomagne, whipped cream scones and strawberries in the Principal's garden, in the rain.
But the real Apollo of the early spring is the gnarly blossoming crab apple, that is the body builder of the fruit trees. But like all body builders, it cuts and sculpts too much in its quest to achieve the perfect abs. Two pack and six pack show best on a more modest chest.
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