… I had already seen AND photographed crocuses.

Haven’t seen any yet this year, but I know it won’t be long. I hope, anyway! (Plus, truthfully, I’ve looked only once or twice.)

Meanwhile, my mind is rather blank at the moment. I feel as if, over the last week and a half, I have been slowly emerging from the depths of the mid-winter blues. I go through this every year, but it seems to get worse the older I get. I find myself wondering if people who live in moderate climates — especially those where there is no true variation in the seasons — get weather-related blahs, ever?

I can’t imagine they would.

On the other hand: When everything is green, all year, do you even bother looking for crocus blooms?