Spring Awakening II

Funny that my previous post was more than a year ago, you may wonder what the heck I've been doing for the last 14 months... I asked myself the same question... (cricket chirping)

Anyhow, the continuity is still here to write about Spring although it's one year late and the temperature hit 95 degrees just two days ago. Can you believe that? 95 degrees! Approximately 35 C... 135 years of record in Minnesota was just shattered...

To start writing again, I need a plan. A plan that I can keep this going for a little longer... alright, not a little, but a bit longer, sounds good?

Where were we? Ah yes, Spring. Well then, I have too many things to say about it. First off, how about Spring surprises? No, not the usual suspects of tulips, rabbits, or creeping charlie.

Have you ever wondered looking at a plant growing every year but have no clue of what it is? No flowers. No fruits. No nothing. And the urge to uproot it was so intense that you almost feel guilty to destroy the mystery?...

Until five years later, you woke up in the morning, walked out to the garden and surprised to see something sticking out above the star-shaped-10-12-paddle leaves. Looking at it closer, my first impression was almost like an instant org--m.... yes, oh, yessssss!!! Sorry, I got carried away...

Ok, my patience pays off. After waiting for five long years, I finally saw the plant blooming. However, the mystery remains. What plant is it? I have no idea. When I looked at the flowers again couple of days later, it just clicked all of a sudden. "I have seen this flower before, but where?" I asked myself.

When a lightning strikes, you can't tell where it's coming from. It just happened so fast. And in this case, my nerve cell just connected me right back to Highway 2 in Two Harbors where my friends and I were on our way back from a canoeing trip in Boundary Water 15 years ago.

My friend, Bosco, was driving. "Look! Stop Bosco!"his girlfriend shouted. He braked. She and her sister got out of the car and ran down to the shallow ditch on the side of the road. Then turned around with their fingers pointing the plants and screaming with their mouths wide opened, "THEY... ARE... LIPINS!!!"

I was so excited to have this "nerve strike." I got right back into my house and googled "lipin." The first line came up was "Do you mean lupin? YES, LUPIN, YES!