A quick trip to rural New England from northern California in mid-May feels as if I'd gone back a season.
My mother-in-law calls these determined little blooms pushing through cracks in the terrace
Johnny Jump Ups. According to the link, they are natives of Spain and Pyrenees. From fairly high up I suspect as they've insinuated themselves in a climate that is not balmy.
One thing for sure: the free range chickens in these parts don't need no Easter egg dye.
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I have several blogging friends who post pictures from the East Coast and you're right: it's like we're separated by a season. :-)
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