Well, this is happening. I don’t remember ever seeing these until at least April (I refer to them as “these” because I am a blogger, not a botanist nor a horticulturalist nor a floriculturist, and yes, I did a google search for “who is the dude who studies flowers”). These line the fence in the backyard, and I noticed them last week. In February. This is the strangest winter I can remember in the eleven years I have lived here. And I will leave it at that. I won’t say anything more lest I tempt the Universe to beat the living crap out of Utah.