I walked through the yard looking for spring.
Double Flowering Plum. I know you have to look real hard…but the buds are there.
Sedum that someone should weed.
I know it isn’t much, but Spring in Minnesota might finally be here. I haven’t carried my parka away yet. No sense in rushing the season.
We have one Robin who spends most all of his day singing high in a tree. Calling for a mate… I hope she shows up soon. Right now he still sounds hopeful.