As I sit here writing, I can hear the spring peepers in the pond. I love to listen to their ‘jingle bell’ music – it’s a sure sign that the season has changed and new life is springing up. The maples are red with buds. The crocus and daffodils are blooming. A misty green blankets the woods heralding the leafing of the trees. When asked what my favorite time of year is, I always say Autumn. It’s flamboyant with color and drama. I forget that I love Spring just as much. Perhaps that’s because Spring slips quietly over the landscape and if I’m not watching and listening for the signs that she’s arrived, I’ll miss her. So, welcome, Spring. I’m happy you’re here!