That title is just a bit deceiving. What is fast lane for me is certainly not “fast-lane” living. But I have not had the “stop to smell the roses” experience for the entire winter. What brought it home to me was, as I was driving out the driveway once again, noticing that the chrysanthus crocus had bloomed and wilted and I hadn’t even noticed.
Admittedly the blooms were probably hidden under the numerous late winter snowfalls, but still…. the last time I noticed there were only spikey foliage bunches.
The Chrysanthus is usually the earliest crocus in my garden. It has deep golden blooms and is soon followed by the deep purple Seiberi. This seems true for many, as this page from Gardenweb indicates. ( Not the best pic, by the way).
These are called “snow crocus” as a group, smaller and more delicate than the later “Dutch crocus”. I like both, and have numerous varieties of each. One I especially like is ‘Bluebird’. Doesn’t that just say “Spring!” to you?