Spring is....
the first hint of green pushing through the cold ground. 
Building a tree from forgotten twigs...
Finding the first new buds as they reach towards the warmth of the sun.
the first hint of green pushing through the cold ground. Building a tree from forgotten twigs...
Finding the first new buds as they reach towards the warmth of the sun.Asking for just 10 more minutes after 2 hours outside.
Running our fingers through fresh green blades of grass...
Collapsing into the warm, damp earth with the warmth of the sun on your face and the sound of children playing in your ears.
Searching all day for a nest... and then finding one!
Whittling a stick... just because you can.
This was our glorious day.
The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day.
~Robert Frost
Running our fingers through fresh green blades of grass...
Collapsing into the warm, damp earth with the warmth of the sun on your face and the sound of children playing in your ears.Searching all day for a nest... and then finding one! 
Whittling a stick... just because you can.This was our glorious day.
The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day.
~Robert Frost
