Here in the Valley of the Sun we’ve had Spring for a while now, and while Mother Nature rarely – if ever – pays attention to such mundane things as the turn of a day on the calendar, it’s nice to know that, weather or not, it is finally Spring everywhere:

“Hark, I hear a robin calling!
List, the wind is from the south!
And the orchard-bloom is falling
Sweet as kisses on the mouth.

In the dreamy vale of beeches
Fair and faint is woven mist,
And the river’s orient reaches
Are the palest amethyst.

Every limpid brook is singing
Of the lure of April days;
Every piney glen is ringing
With the maddest roundelays.

Come and let us seek together
Springtime lore of daffodils,
Giving to the golden weather
Greeting on the sun-warm hills.”
— Lucy Maud Montgomery, Spring Song

Hat tip: egreenway.com

That’s a pretty cute bunny in the picture, isn’t it?