You would think that “Spring” would be an easy photo to find in early April, even here in New England. However, it’s been quite difficult to find around here lately, with cold temperatures and even a recent snowstorm (only 4″ but that was enough!).
I don’t mind a spring snow so much, it really was beautiful, but it’s the cold temperatures and lack of sunshine that get to me the most. At least on our Sunday walk this weekend, it was sunny and warm enough that Luke didn’t need a sweater or coat; so that is certainly progress.
The daffodils in our garden had already broken through before the most recent storm, and hopefully we’ll see some blossoms in the near future.
As I wandered the yard searching for prettier signs of spring, it suddenly struck me. Nothing says spring like an irruption of goldfinches at our bird feeders, especially when the males are just starting to get their bright colors back.
It’s a sign that Mother Nature really does intend to give us our spring at some point. We’re always impatient for it. For now, we can enjoy watching the birds from our spot on the couch in front of the still burning wood stove.