I'm green with envy at the pictures I'm seeing on so many blogs of crocus and daffodils screaming, "Look at me!", hellebores lavishly clothed in exquisite frilly skirts, and even those pictures showing gardens with no more snow. I decided to put on my scarf, gloves, boots and winter coat (*sigh*) and go out in search of spring here. I'm in zone 5 and if Zone 6ers have things blooming now, surely I have some getting close. I know it's only 18° (F), but that shouldn't stop a crocus.
I planted lots of spring bulbs last fall, even to the point where I couldn't think of where to put them all. So I looked in all the places where I could remember I planted them that weren't covered up by snow and ice, and thank goodness I had my glasses on or I would have missed it.
It's not much, but it is something. Spring didn't forget me after all.