Having lived in the Northeast for all my life, I am fully aware of the changing of seasons from summer to fall to winter to spring. I am also aware of the joy a beautiful spring can bring after a long, cold, snowy winter.
I have been reading other blogs that are either celebrating the arrival of spring or waiting with breathless anticipation the snow melting and the first green shoots pushing through the earth.
Still, there are signs of spring here if one looks.
Little leaves are popping out on the Crape Myrtle tree. I don't think we will see it bloom this year, though.