The pond still had some white ice.
And then. Whoosh! Monday's mild temps erased the ice. The glacier was no bigger than a dinner plate.
The birds are doing their sweet singing, and those wonderful spring peepers are making a racket, which always sounds a bit extraterrestrial to me.
One other thing: the cardinals are coming back more and more frequently. Just now, the red bird was knocking so hard at the window that he once again caught my attention.
More often than not, the red bird is now accompanied by his pale green girlfriend.
Together they sit in the tree branches facing each other and fluttering their wings. I'm wondering where the nest will be. It's hard to imagine, but wouldn't it be amazing if it showed up right outside the window!