I don't remember what all I planted last fall, but I think this must be a crocus; please correct me if I'm wrong. The snow melted and there it was, a bright spot in a soggy yard. It's such a tiny little thing, it's a wonder I didn't miss it completely.
The tulips have all emerged; I hope they wait to bloom until April, when my friend Joanna is here. The temperature is 52 at 4 P.M., so I took my baby tomato plants out for a walk and left them in the sun for awhile. They'll get another breath of fresh air tomorrow, when it's supposed to get up into the sixties. Maybe they won't look so pale after some sunshine.