It took its toll on even the hardiest of native plants. Many evergreen trees of every variety have large amounts of brown needles this spring. I don't think that I am alone as I anxiously await signs of life in some favorite perenials.
As I finally cleared away protective layers of leaves in some flower and herb beds the other day, there was joy for the bits of life beginning to emerge and wondering for the areas that are still barren. Most years, by the time I remove the protective leaves, the poor plants underneath are stretching upward, colorless for lack of sunlight. This year, it will still be a few more weeks yet before we know the full extent of what survived and what succumbed. I am very grateful for everything that survived.
It's still colder than normal here and that makes it seem like spring is so late. I just hope most of the leaves removed today were protecting hardy natives, like wild violets and wild columbine, because they just might survive the freezing temperatures we still get at night.