Our daffodils are still going strong.

Sidewalk Greenspace on New York's Upper West Side
Our daffodils are still going strong.
As winter fades into spring, life reemerges.
Nature’s first green is gold.
The Siberian Squill that I planted eight years ago in the sidewalk tree beds out front are still going strong, and are often the first thing on our block to bloom.
The daffodils I planted last autumn are starting to bloom.
Today’s warm weather was a fluke, but nonetheless I spotted the first sign of spring in the garden — a few early shoots pushing up from bulbs that were planted last autumn.
Autumn color in the big city as the tiny trees growing in the fence planters prepare for winter.
I planted the runner beans too late in the season — we did get some nice vines, and some lovely flowers, but by the time they were getting ready to set fruit it had already turned cool, and in the end there was only one actual pod that was large enough to harvest, yielding just four beans — hardly enough to be worth cooking, so I’ll set them aside to dry and be planted next year… hopefully a little earlier this time!
Last of the little yellow pear tomatoes from my windowsill.
Last of the beefsteaks.