
It was so cold this morning when I walked Myrrhlyn that I had to go to wear a heavy jacket, the first time I have had to do so in over a week. Along with my heavy jacket I also wore gloves this morning, so obviously shorts were not part of the attire.
After posting photos of spring crocus the previous two Fridays I thought I might chronicle these spring flowers over the next several weeks. When I went outside to photograph them on Wednesday, however, I discovered that because of the wind an cold that they had already started to wither and die. The crocuses were croaking! I did not know these little heralds of spring were so fragile and short lived.
This could very well be the last photo of living and dying crocus that I crop for posting to Summit to Shore. The next time I go out to photograph them, they might be a clump of dead blossoms and stems.
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