Look!
Look, look, look! My honeysuckle is calling it. Winter’s done. Spring is here! The wicked witch is dead! My honeysuckle is busting out! It’s not afraid of no stinkin’ frost!
And this morning I heard my first spring robin song, that loopy song they burble out when they know they’ve won! It’s here! They’re giddy! And looking for loooove!
Yum spring, yum!