Last week on my Facebook page, I rejoiced in the first bloom of the witch hazel in my garden. A few days of unseasonably warm weather signaled a false spring and forced the first buds to burst forth nearly three weeks earlier than last year's March 6 bloom. Temperatures more normal for late February returned, slowing what is normally a quick transformation from dormancy to full bloom.
Today, on a day where a cold mist falls on the edge of freezing, I found the witch hazel (Hamamelis vernalis) in a state that could best be described as ... unsure. She almost seems hesitant to reveal her beauty, for fear of another cold snap.
I will wait patiently as this harbinger takes small steps toward a new spring, where she will fully spread her wings and reveal her grace once again. Spring comes when she's ready.