The other day while heading to the bus stop I noticed a red-breasted robin hopping from branch to branch in a tree and twittering. Sure, it was more rusty orange than red. But it was the first bird I've seen in months.

Sure, it may still be cold enough to numb one's fingers. But the trees are blooming and the winds are changing, and, after all, the birds know best.

Hope everyone has a wonderful springtime.