Spring is beginning to show itself around these parts. The first signs always come from the orange daylilies around the yard. They’re popping up along the roadsides, too, which always makes me smile knowing that soon all of the brown and gray will be replaced with green.
The chives and tarragon are beginning to show themselves. I’ve tried to plant daffodils for some early spring color, but I think the squirrels are stealing the bulbs because I never seem to get any flowers. Soon the forsythia will be blooming, and since I can’t seem to wait for them to bloom on their own schedule, I brought some in the house a week ago. Sigh… so pretty.
Right now I’m sitting by an open window, listening to the spring peepers and my heart is happy knowing that we MOST LIKELY (knock on wood) will not see snow again for another several (hopefully long) months. Spring has indeed sprung.