It is difficult to remain a good sport given the unpredictable nature of our recent weather.

Wow, talk about March coming in like a lion. I spent last weekend moving flats in and out of the house in fear for their lives in the extreme cold.

Oh, how I wish complaining about the weather would actually do something about it.

Red poppies and cilantro have emerged. The cardoon has put on new growth, blue flowers are all over the variegated vinca, and sedum is up everywhere.

I have always been fond of February. The light has noticeably changed and spring is imminent.

I spoke too soon. Last week I commented that we have yet to have a proper winter.