I got me some crocuses, which Mrs. Wolves has sentenced to death. Note that they are growing up through grass, which is replacing my beds along the edges of the sidewalk, per Mrs. Wolves' directive. So, these guys will be dead meat the first time I mow the lawn:
In the side beds, more stuff is coming up:
Like I fucking know what I even planted. Maybe these guys are jonquils. Probably some crocuses in there too:
Don't know what these are, but they are getting ready to bloom:
So, anyway, spring seems to be here. More flowers coming.