Yes, almost everything is blooming early this year. ("Almost" because some things, such as Norway maples and dogwood, seem to be driven mostly by day length.)
I've spent a lot of time looking at something and saying "Lilacs?!" or "roses?" or the like. But I suspect it will all seem a bit less weird when the last of the forsythia stops blooming.
The forsythia are always among the first things to bloom around ere. This year, I saw some in bloom in Central Park two months ago. Wandering through Inwood a little while ago, admiring irises and lilacs and violets and wisteria, I saw the last bits of flower on forsythia bushes that are now mostly in leaf. I may have seen forsythia and roses in bloom at the same time as a child, some year when the hardiest of our roses hung on into December, and a cold spell followed by warmth prompted the forsythia to bloom at the beginning of winter. Not in April.
Most of the flowering cherries are past their peak, but not all, and there's a nice just-planted one on 217th Street, put there recently enough to still have a paper name tag. And peonies, and the very beginning of lily of the valley. The park is full of the yellow wild geraniums, which will probably be blooming on the edges of the woods for months. I hope so, but I have no idea of what to expect.
At least one paulonia, the tree growing out of the stone wall, which the Parks Department has been cutting back to the roots every few years since the 1980s, is starting to bloom.
No more crocuses, and the daffodils are about done; the tulips have been blooming for over a week, but seem to be hanging on. The neighborhood seems to have more interesting-looking tulips, and fewer that look like molded plastic, than in the past, which is good.
I've spent a lot of time looking at something and saying "Lilacs?!" or "roses?" or the like. But I suspect it will all seem a bit less weird when the last of the forsythia stops blooming.
The forsythia are always among the first things to bloom around ere. This year, I saw some in bloom in Central Park two months ago. Wandering through Inwood a little while ago, admiring irises and lilacs and violets and wisteria, I saw the last bits of flower on forsythia bushes that are now mostly in leaf. I may have seen forsythia and roses in bloom at the same time as a child, some year when the hardiest of our roses hung on into December, and a cold spell followed by warmth prompted the forsythia to bloom at the beginning of winter. Not in April.
Most of the flowering cherries are past their peak, but not all, and there's a nice just-planted one on 217th Street, put there recently enough to still have a paper name tag. And peonies, and the very beginning of lily of the valley. The park is full of the yellow wild geraniums, which will probably be blooming on the edges of the woods for months. I hope so, but I have no idea of what to expect.
At least one paulonia, the tree growing out of the stone wall, which the Parks Department has been cutting back to the roots every few years since the 1980s, is starting to bloom.
No more crocuses, and the daffodils are about done; the tulips have been blooming for over a week, but seem to be hanging on. The neighborhood seems to have more interesting-looking tulips, and fewer that look like molded plastic, than in the past, which is good.