It’s Trying To Be Spring

I don’t know if it might as well be spring, but it’s trying to be spring. We’ve heard the tree frogs for the last few nights, and maybe the pond peepers. The meadows have greened up, and we’ve seen some large flocks of robins. Turkey are still in same sex flocks. This afternoon, porch temperature was 74 at 4:00 PM. No natives blooming yet, but we have seen forsythia and daffodils. Some unidentifiable warblers, at least to me. I’m sure it will bounce back cold a time or two, but I think we’ve turned the corner into spring.