This moment of spring... riding a bicycle in the rain black shapes of the trees still visible behind a mist of green. Down in Riverside Park, the Daffodils are a sweet glade of yellow beneath the blossoming cherry trees along the Promenade. The Forsythia have held on wonderfully and cascade down a hill near 96^th street. Orange Quince bushes bloom along the pathway. Down by 80^th street there is a yellow Magnolia tree! The massive Magnolia tree on the grounds of St. Jone the Divine back by the greenhouse has been in full bloom for 10 days now. Its cousins on Broadway have just starting dropping satin petals. Even the Calary pears, which line side streets in the West 90's with white clouds have kept going longer than usual. In our garden, newly insured and open daily again, the first species Tulips have opened along with the early hybrids. Daffodils are putting on a show and the Crabapples are getting ready to pop. We planted frilly pansies out of the greenhouse a couple of weeks ago and they are strutting their stuff along the borders. Down our garden paths are lines of perfumed Hyacinths in shades of blue. The Lenten Rose, Hellebore, is still blooming in the Rock Garden joined by tiny blue Iris Reticulata. You can't escape it. Get off the subway at Park Place downtown, and City Hall park is a glare of spring blooms backed by soft green fuzzy trees. Driving up to Westchester along Route 100 I saw a mile long row of white Calary pears, translating a mundane suburban mall scape to the sublime.