More Unhealthy Spring Excitement

This dude, meaning me, seriously needs a hobby. I have spent hours just staring at the crocuses in bloom, in awe that there are actual bees paying them a visit:

I’ve never felt more desperate for the spring gardening season to take hold and I apologize for my desperation.

But it gets better, and more desperate, as I type this sentence.

I had taken a few photos of the branches on my Salix (Willow) ‘Kaga Nishiki’, excited to see that it was leafing out. But now, upon closer inspection, I see that there are f’n catkins on there. Take a look:  

That is a first for me and I am way pumped up! Bring it the hell on. I may set up temporary residence right next to this shrub just to watch these catkins fully emerge. Too much?

I am even intensely excited just to see the buds on my Crabapple tree:

Riveting ain’t it?

It may seem like nothing to y’all, but I have had enough getting my only landscape thrills from the peeling bark on the River Birch trees:

Ain’t gardening grand?