It is a glorious day. There is warmth, with still a hint of coolness in the air. I am sitting on my deck, after a day of weeding in the yard, watching the birds surround the bird feeders, and dip into the bird bath. Quite a way to spend a spring day.
The bleeding hearts are in full bud, the ferns are unfurling -- and the only sound in the air are the birds. The sky is still blue, though their is the sense of evening settling in.
And I just saw my first hummingbird of the season.
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