So close you can smell it!

At the risk of rubbing it in to my northern friends who are still shivering in the snow, I spent two hours sitting on my deck late this afternoon, watching the birds and sipping a glass of wine. The sun was shining brightly, temps were in the upper 60s and a nice breeze with an occasional gust was blowing. Each day a few more leaves are popping out on the trees, the Bradford pears and crabapples are straining to bloom, the grass is greening up, and the frogs that live down in the creekbed behind the house are singing loudly. It's an exciting time and I'm looking forward to the day my feathered friends who flew south for the winter migrate their way back into my yard. Then it'll be spring for sure! I'll keep you posted.