I looked out the family room window the other day and saw this:
I went out with the orange guy for a bit and was happy to see the yard coming back to life. Green seems to be popping up under the mulch, crocus are blooming, and the trees are starting to bud. It's a good thing to see spring again, I've missed it so. It's amazing what slumbers under 20 inches of snow, isn't it?
Joe fired up the pond over the weekend and I was excited to hear the waterfall again. I'm not sure where all the frogs are, but only a few have popped up. I'm beginning to wonder if our male scares the smaller frogs away or into hiding. The pond is a continuous learning opportunity and one that never ceases to amaze and amuse me.
I have officially put away my winter coat--it's my personal rebellion to all things cold and snowy. Okay, so I'm freezing my hiney off in my spring coat--it just puts me in the mood for spring. I've joined forces with Hobbes and we are enjoying every minute of the warm sunshine.
I'm not ready to sun my belly just yet though.