Returning back to our front yard after a St. Patrick’s Day post-work walk around the neighborhood with cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle, fitting green for the day popped into my view.
On this unseasonably warm pre-spring day of a degree shy of 70 in Central New York, our first green sprouts of 2022 had bursted their way for that first gulp of fresh air in our gardens.
Yes, I did have to rush out back to see if any had appeared there as well.
Make it March 17 for this year’s green burst arrival.
Not too shabby.
Mark Bialczak 
They burst here as well! No bloom yet though.
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Yes, we await the first blooms, MBC.
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Yay! Green day! Guess what, Mark? I have green popping up on my little bluff. It was a perfect St. Patrick’s day for this reason.
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Cheers to the green here in my flat yard and your little bluff, Karla!
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Spring is definitely springing forth. Much farther south where I am yesterday’s sign of spring was a garter snake out sunning itself on a rock, which I found pretty funny for St. Patrick’s Day.
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That’s a good one down Tennessee way, Chris.
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Amazing! It’s amazing that we are amazed to see the green when we know it happens every year.
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Yes, I hope it never gets mundane for me, ladysighs.
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Oh such a small joy you give us here with the new green of spring
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I’m glad to pass on the little things these days, Y.
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☀️😊
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so close….
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Three, two, one … you’re right, Beth!
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