It’s lily season. This year’s Botanica pictures can be viewed here.

The rains have stopped for the moment, and my Echinocereus triglochidiatus finally opened. The grey blotches on the epidermis are due to the workers who painted the house last year, who painted the cacti, too.

At the Easter Vigil Mass at the cathedral Saturday evening:

(more…)

I visited Botanica this afternoon for the first time this year. Here are a couple of the things I found there.

Bluebells

Lenten rose (for Eve)

There’s more at my photo gallery.

I’ve lived in Wichita for the better part of my life, and I still don’t know what normal Kansas weather is. Does this look like spring to you?

That’s the view from my front porch this afternoon. Aside from a few patches of green at ground level, it looks like February, not April.

There are more hard freezes predicted for tonight and tomorrow. I wonder if this will be another year without lilacs. Here are pictures of the last few daffodils. They most likely will be gone Tuesday.

(more…)

On the way to Mass yesterday.

According to the weatherman, by this time tomorrow, there will be from seven to eleven inches of spring on the ground. It must be that anthropogenic caninogenic global warming.

(Via Irish Elk.)

Update: Gee, what a disappointment: only five inches of heavy wet spring weather. More photos below the fold

(more…)

(more…)

I uploaded some more pictures from the March 5 rehearsal. The gallery is below the fold.

(more…)

The spring dance concert this past weekend at Friends University featured mostly modern ballets, such as an excerpt from Matthew Bourne’s version of Swan Lake, above. The other works were also quite interesting. If they had been any more interesting, I’d have to label this post “NSFW.”

(more…)

“February Gold,” which usually doesn’t bloom until March. I think this is the earliest I’ve ever seen it fully open.

Barry has a new t-shirt.

The view from my front porch this morning.

(more…)

I’m finally done with this year’s Nutcracker pictures. You can see a selection here and here. Now, if you all will excuse me, I’m going to pretend that I’m on vacation.

If it weren’t for the Second Amendment, the mice would win.