“All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair
The bees are stirring, birds are on the wing,
And Winter slumbering in the open air,
Wears on his smiling face a dream of spring.”
– Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Almost overnight, the crocus reappeared, dressing my wintery backyard in shades of purple. In a couple of blinks, Spring will be here. I’m ready – aren’t you?