One of the most wonderful parts of being a gardener is having early blooming bulbs that can document the start of the growing season and ward off the late-winter blues. We never quite know which of our hardies is going to debut the show, but this year, it was definitely the exceedingly precocious crocuses in the path just in front of the electric meter. I don't remember what these are called or where we got them, but they have a special talent for getting down to business as soon as the snow is more or less gone and the temperature is more or less temperate. That's been the case over the past few days, and the nameless crocuses are responding appropriately. They haven't quite opened their blossoms... yet. I think the smile-inducing show is going to premier tomorrow.