Our Mallard pair has returned back again to our home this Spring! Wild ducks and geese, birds of all kinds, quail, deer and squirrels, Brent says I have a menagerie in our back yard park, and that suits me fine.Sometimes I even get a glimpse of the fox in the back fields or that most kingly Red-tailed hawk gliding majestically high over our yard or the smaller Kestrel falcon hovering just above his prey, before the dive. We are always looking for the first Robin of the year, even though we hate to see our Dark-eyed Juncos go back home from his winter's hiatus they have shared with us.
Our many feathered friends are waited for and welcomed to our home with food and peace. What a hallmark of the coming of warm glory, the sounds of the spring symphony and all those fragrant flowers.
I LOVE Spring!
The yearly early pussy willows and the opening of apricot tree blossoms, bright yellow forsythia and the myriad of all the other beautiful colors in tulips, 
plums, creeping phlox and baskets of gold that guild these April days. Gone is the sterile white of our winter's garden and life begins anew, again. Easter and the true rebirth of our souls, spring and the rebirth of our wonderful world. Who could ask for more?I have always loved spring the best of all the seasons.
There is nothing like my morning wakening to the sweetest chirping songs of the wild birds out my open window. I know I have a bird fetish and will never apologize for it. We now have birds inside our home as well, with 2 bright parakeets (Sunshine and Blueberry) tweeting all day long and letting us know all is well with the world. But such a variety of the free birds coming to greet the day with me, what a joy.Spring green and the color is most welcomed.
Little by little you see it on the willows, in the fresh new growth of grasses on the mountain side and down in the valleys. The tall trees with the hint of green, then as the leafs open, WOW an explosion of the worlds beauty. I never tire of this and our visions of the true beauty that is all around us!Who could not believe in Our Heavenly Father and his love for us when Spring comes into our view and is felt so deeply and penetrates our hearts?
