Over the past month, many signs of spring appeared: a greening lawn, (occasionally) bare arms, deer and also mosquitoes... despite those pesky creatures, it's a time of year my spirits always rise.
We pruned shrubs and trees and cut down three awkward fruit trees to make room for others. Bubba burned huge piles of debris.
I wore out my back and found new muscles while chopping those trees' roots to get the stumps ready to pull.
The maple showed perhaps even better color than fall.
When the oak trees leaf out, you know it's really spring.
But it was still cold enough to require a fire at times, and the cats took full advantage of the couch facing the wood stove.
Alas, they are no longer safe there.
We hope May 25th will be our last snow. Hooray for Spring!