It's that time of year! The tulips have awakened. They're tarting up the backyard in their festive party gear.
And the wisteria histeria is out in full force two weeks early. Usually it waits to open on my birthday, but this year, impatiently burst forth last week.
The bees keep it vibrating. They're too drunk to do anything but bump into your head and excuse themselves.
I love this time of year. Everything seems so fresh with promise.