Friends, it is here. It is really here.
On Friday, I heard a spring peeper and saw a mourning cloak butterfly.
Saturday, these flowers bloomed before my very eyes.
Sunday, I set aside my down coat and wore a spring jacket.
There's still a lot of snow everywhere (not pictured), and it chilled off in the afternoon so that I was sure it would snow again, but once you have flowers and frogs and hope, there's no turning back, is there?