first signs of spring

As of yesterday morning, there are about three tiny little green leaves on the top branch of the potted pomegranate tree that lives on the enclosed porch. I won't swear they weren't there the previous week, but they certainly haven't been there all winter. Happy Candlemas, or Brigd, or Groundhog Day, or whatever!

This tree started in a pomegranate we ate on New Year's Eve, 2008-2009. We put a few of the seeds in moist paper towels, a few of them germinated, we moved them to small flowerpots, and the one that survived popped its head above ground on Obama's inauguration day.