Spring in Portland, Oregon comes early. February is a magical month, where crocuses bloom and Japanese quince burst their coral buds. It begins with the snowdrops, one unseasonably warm and sunny day, and progresses in between rain storms to a grand profusion of daffodils.


017   While other states languor in snow, Portland blossoms under a clear blue sky.



March may come in like a lion, and settle down to three more months of rain, but each year, for a few stolen moments in February, Portland sets the architecture for springtime.



About Mollie Hunt

I am the crazy cat lady, animal shelter volunteer, Trekkie, and mystery writer. I live in the rainy Pacific Northwest and will watch any TV show or movie filmed here. Even though I am of a goodly age (sixty-something) I go to Star Trek conventions in costume and am not afraid to be by myself. I enjoy my life in the cat lane. Words to live by: Spay and neuter; Live long and prosper; Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference.
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