We went to the arboretum this morning. I was intent on finding something-anything green that hints of spring. But alas, when we arrived we found this:
First time they’ve closed, ever, said the man at the visitor center. So we went on down the road to another place with lots of woods and I went looking on hands and knees on South-facing hillsides and did, after all, find a few hints of spring. And also, the cardinals sing now in the morning like it’s spring.