The calendar says it is spring, however she needs a little convincing and some gentle coaxing. This morning, I can smell it in the moist air and it is very invigorating . . . promising.
My lazy little crocus have overslept and are just now poking their sleepy little heads from under their winter blankets. Usually by this time, they've been up since the wee hours of Spring.
The little bunny rabbit ears of the tulips are rising through the dried remnants of fall. Even though we've recently had more snow, I think they'll come through for a beautiful showing.
Corinthians 15: 51, 52-58