Spring is coming! If Mel weren't in bed, I'd have him help me post a photo of the cats lingering on the sunroom window sill, chattering with aggressive abandon at the singing birds outside. I love the birdsong, and the change on the calendar from February to March. Aside from the fact that March often means stormy weather and wind...and my tax appointment...it also means spring! Hope! New life!
I wish I could play a recording for you of the singing birds outside. They always give me hope that something new is just over the rise, that the darkness of January and February have passed, and even if we do face more cold weather, it won't last long here in the Ozarks.
I can already see some new red buds on the trees outside, and the pollen count was high the other day. Life is already preparing the advance. I love all those signs of renewed life!
What do you love about spring? What brings you hope after a time of darkness?