closing on our extra bit of land along the farm's eastern border this morning,
unmistakeable signs of spring in every direction...
|last autumn's spinach waking up to spring|
|delirious pollinator in the Kristin cherry|
|asparagus silently stretching to the sun|
|10 inches of Meadowlark forsythia, survived the deer by hiding beneath the snow|
|our new glider, waiting for husband and wife together at last|