Today the freshness of Spring was in the air. The trees were alive with the cheerful twittering of the birds. They know that the grip of winter is almost gone.
Delicate lavender crocuses in a lush green patch of clover.
I've been watching this nest all winter. It was concealed by greenery until the falling leaves of autumn left it bare for us to see. I wonder if it will hold some feathered mama this Spring; then a few smooth warm eggs, and then hungry gaping mouths crying for nourishment? You can see the tiny leaves starting to come out on the branches- this year's green lushness, fresh and waiting to burst forth.
A beautiful, reluctant bud, unfurled by the warmth and golden sunlight. Maybe not trusting that Spring is here to stay.
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