In The Eye Of The Beholder
The only "walking" plant that is local is the Walking Fern. It is found in our adjacent state park growing on limestone rocks. In our state, it is on the endangered and protected list.
Another indoor winter bloomer is the lowly Corn Plant Dracaena fragrans. Its nocturnal flowers have a sickly sweet overpowering odor. But it is an indoor flower in the winter and as such is admired. I must admit I have not just one, but two such plants, plebian gardener that I am. While not a beauty, it is not really a beast. As long as I am in a confessional mood I should reveal that another in winter bloom is the Spider Plant Chlorophytum Comosum. Take that oh you effete gardeners that frown on such common forms.
When some of the snow on the south side of the house started to melt, it uncovered Winter Aconites Eranthis hyemalis whose blossoms bravely attempted to open despite the crush of snow. I know of no beholder that would not see beauty in this event. The only other flowers present in this microclimate are the Snowdrops. Spring cannot be far behind.
This past season's snowfall was sixteen feet. Thankfully, not all at once. When it finally was gone, just before mid-April, I made a circuit of the garden. Deer spoor was everywhere. More than I had ever seen before. Deer depredations were extensive. I am reluctantly coming to the conclusion that tulips are not for me. They seem to be for the deer. Almost every single one has been eaten down to the ground. The few that they missed will probably be taken care of in the next few days. Some people like deer. In this beholder's eyes they are creatures from the Black Lagoon. Bambi be gone!
Now that April is drawing to a close, I have first hand knowledge of the quantity one billion (1,000,000,000). That represents the number of Maple tree seedlings that have sprouted all around me. Those in the lawn will be taken care of by mowing. The multitudes in the flower and shrub beds must be removed by hand when beheld.