No crocuses. No daffodils, no tulips. No spring flowers yet at all. We usually have flowers by now, and we haven’t had a stem or leaf emerge from the ground. Even at five hundred feet lower elevation, spring is getting off with a yawn.
But fishing goes on! Fish remain cold and sleepy, but the ice is gone, the quest is on. We fished from Pisca-Dory on the Snake River in a light but cold rain with wind. We had our lunch in our boat on the river. My hands froze when I took off my gloves to eat. Our little propane heater warmed them enough.
Enjoying the river from our bonny Pisca-Dory taps my sensory responses to spring as surely as our beautiful flowers have done in previous years–and they may yet emerge.
My husband set up a small video camera on our boat’s deck to record our outing this 40-something-degree rainy day.
Eel Creek Chronicles 
If it helps at all; In Melbourne Australia today we had 3 of the 4 seasons in one day. The only one we didn’t get was summer! And it’s meant to be summer!
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Aaargh! But here in the hot-summer prairie, though, I could probably go for that and skip summer. . .
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You and your boat provide all the color! We are seeing daffodils emerge on this side of the mountains. š
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Daffs are beginning to come up in town where it’s 500 ft; we’re up at 1300 ft. . . .
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