Wild Side: Phenology has gone wild this spring
T.S. Elliot's poem, The Waste Land, starts, "April is the cruelest month...stirring dull roots with spring rain."
Elliot borrowed that theme from the first line of Geoffrey Chaucer's Canterbury Tales (translated from Old English), "When April with his showers sweet; The drought of March has pierced unto the root; And bathed every vein with such liquor; Of which virtue engendered is the flower."
March and April around here have certainly been cruel this year.