The bluebirds are singing their hearts out today, showing off and flitting from tree to tree.
Daffodils are starting to form tight buds on the green shoots that are poking out of the rich soil.
Our dogs are sprawled out, snoring, in the warm, afternoon sunshine.
The cows are wandering around the pasture, finding tender shoots of grass to graze.
The first tiny sprouts of Swiss Chard that I planted three weeks ago are just making their appearance in my flower pots.
Spring is magical.