Crocus are nearly done. Daffodils fill the flowerbeds and emerge randomly around the yard.  With every stroll along the river the undergrowth is a little greener as buds pop, encouraged by the warming rays.  Red buds and tulip trees add their splash of color that seems to intensify by the hour.  The world smells green and earthy.  Robins and crows are searching out nesting sites and high in the sky flocks of shadow birds pass over on their journey to summering grounds. Their movement is a siren call to me, I am getting restless.

For today I’ll settle for some nearly perfect deck time with feet up and a cool drink.