After a couple very unseasonal warm spells in late March, it was 12 degrees last Sunday morning. I was horrified to find all of the hellebores, including this gorgeous purple one in front of the house, face down on the cold ground. They stayed that way for a couple days and I wondered if that was it for hellebore blooms this year.
By midweek the stems had started to perk up one by one, rising off the canvas like knocked down boxers ready for more.
Friday morning's snow was kind of pretty, although unwelcome.
The same hellebore is covered today, like many of its brethren, as the weather early next week looks anything but pretty.
When can we get off this rollercoaster?