The birds have been singing spring songs for a few weeks now. Our grass is turning much more green again. I didn’t expect to see the daffodils blossoming already! It is not even February yet.
But there they were, looking as much like sunshine as they always do. I know I say it every year, but I love these first blossoms of spring, and each discovery is like finding another gift, just for me.
This morning, after taking unusually long to start the car, Scott came in with a bouquet for me. Now, even though the sun is hiding behind some rather rainy-looking clouds (oh, wait—there’s laundry still on the line!) we have sunshine sitting on our table.
How could this not be a beautiful day?