Yesterday, as I was returning from a walk with the dog, my neighbor, who was walking her own dogs, stopped to talk to me at the end of my driveway.

“I think you have the coldest yard on this road,” she said, looking at all the snow.

I couldn’t deny it. Here is a picture—taken this morning—of our yard:

By the end of the month, the snow should be gone, but it has a long way to go.

Never mind! Yesterday, I took an absolutely delightful walk. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and I needed neither hat nor gloves. I walked in a sort of a bliss, letting the dog lead the way. He took me down Highland Avenue and around Highland Heights. Blue sky, blue sky, blue sky with the sun warm on my face.

Here are some pictures I took, proof that after this long, hard winter, spring really is coming.

This last picture is not particularly a sign of spring, but I’ll include it anyway.