Look! Winter is past. The rain is over and
gone. Blossoms have appeared in the land.
The season of songbirds has arrived, and
cooing of turtledoves is heard in our land.
(Song of Solomon 2:11-12 ISV)
February was so unseasonably warm that by the end of the month flowers had popped up all over town and trees were in full bloom. Then came the March snow, accompanied by freezing temperatures and gusty winds. Most of the daffodils, jonquils, and forsythia survived, but not the flowers on the trees.
It didn't look as though we would have a colorful spring this year, but I was wrong. The spring of 2017 ended up being one of the most glorious springs I can remember since moving to this little corner of the world.