While cleaning up in my garden after the blustery wet days that have been a significant part of our weather pattern for the past week, I carry with me the huddled up inside feelings of a hard wind and water leaking into the basement. Yet a sunny day of cleaning up the debris from the Sycamore tree and the Oak tree that tower over my house, I see, in the side yard, the bare grey-brown thorny stems of a Flowering Quince, (Chaenolmes) dotted with buds, pink flowers, and a leaf or two. And so, put storms behind and remember, spring.
