I’m sure everyone in the US is familiar with the
superstition that if the groundhog can see his shadow on the second day of
February, there will be 6 more weeks of winter. In fact, one of the rituals in
this country is to celebrate “Groundhog Day” by hauling out an official
groundhog, Punxsutawney Phil, and holding him up for inspection and a photo
opportunity. If the sun shines during this exercise, it is assumed that winter
will not be over for a while.
This predictive strategy may work for the northeastern US,
but it doesn’t apply on the West Coast where the closest thing to a groundhog
is the mountain beaver, Aplodontia rufa.
This mole-like creature only comes out at night, so the probability of
it ever seeing its shadow is practically zero.
Our reliable predictor of spring is the crocuses, which
under average conditions always bloom by Valentine’s Day. This year I saw the
first blooms the third week of January, a little earlier than usual. They seem
to know when it’s time to come up and when it’s time to bloom, because the
frogs have been croaking and the birds singing ever since the crocuses started
to bud. Primroses and cyclamens don’t count because they bloom all winter long.
As much of the rest of the US freezes in a snowdrift, the
tomato, pepper and okra seed starts are growing in the greenhouse, the lettuce
is coming up in the outdoor garden and I’m looking forward to spring!
[Punxsutawney Phil photo from the Washington Post. Mountain
beaver photo from Wikimedia. Crocus and primrose photos are mine, taken a couple of weeks
ago.]
Kinda same here in Karaj. But, sadly we didn't have even a single proper snow this winter! White daffodils bloomed in our garden last week and predicted an early spring.
ReplyDeleteI'm afraid it's related to global warming.
Farbod, We didn't have any snow here, either, but many years we don't. In any case, I'm sure the early spring is related to global warming.
DeleteHi Ellen,
ReplyDeleteIt feels and smells like spring here today! BTW at one time we had mountain beavers living in the lavender bed on the east side of the house. At first I noticed a relatively large burro (about 6 inches in diameter), a pile of leaves and flowers and then one day noticed an unusual musky odor. I had no idea what was living there until I saw the remains of what appeared to be a young mountain beaver not far from the burrow. I believe there were several in the lavender patch but now they seemed to have moved away. They probably got tired of all the construction nearby.
Azar
Gail, all of our mountain beaver holes are down in the ravine so I don't see them much, but now I have to go smell them! Mountain beaver musk as perfume!
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