We are almost a month into our meteorological spring and over a week into astronomical spring but archetypical spring, verdant and blooming, is yet to be seen. The weather is still largely cold, windy, and snowy with only the occasional warm, sunny day. The Eeyores and Puddleglums among us are reminded by the persistent cold weather that early spring is also called the starvation season, as the stores that have seen us through winter near depletion while our forests and fields as yet feed us only promises.
Yesterday was such a warm day and with the last drop of snow mostly gone they seemed to be out foraging but there is still little to find and that too far from the hive. Certainly we saw no pollen being brought back. Perhaps that is just as well. Pollen might encourage them to begin raising brood in earnest. Then with the next cold snap when they should return to cluster they would not, refusing to abandon their brood, keeping it warm until they themselves grow cold. Spring can be crueler than winter.
But let us draw hope from the crocus in our lawn. A week ago one bright bud rose above the grass preparing to unfurl when it was buried under several inches of snow. Today it bloomed.
Edited to add moments later: Today being even warmer than yesterday we should have checked Annabelle before we posted. The girls are out in even greater numbers and bringing back pollen, mostly a very pale, slightly dirty yellow (maple?) with a few finding some orange (crocus?) plunder. This can only lead to brood and there are surely cold spells yet to come as spring and winter continue to wrestle.