Yesterday was the perfect spring day. The first warm day after a long cold spell, I could smell not just grass, but even new leaves, opening by the millions. As evening came, and the spring peepers picked up again where they’d left off, the crabapple and chokecherry blossoms released their delicate perfumes.
Today spring’s gentle return continues. The buds on our arrowwood viburnum are full to bursting, while our single, lonely daffodil has finally been joined by others.