April has arrived and spring cannot be far. I hear the red-winged black bird calling from the marsh proclaiming his arrival after his long journey north. Overhead I see a V swiftly crossing the sky and with it the chatter that so often reminds me of early spring. It will not be long until the eastern phoebe returns and sings every morning across the pond, a sweet melody that drifts through my window all spring and summer long.
Soon I will see the beginnings of the glorious woodland wildflowers that bloom in late April and early May. There is not a better time to spend hours in the woods than in the spring when the forest feels as if it has suddenly awoken and come to life. The bees will crawl in and on the purple geraniums that thrive in the wet depressions of the woods. Not long and the spring beauties begin to shine. Oh, they are the most magnificent spring flower and can be so difficult to see. Spring beauties spread their glorious petals for a short 3-5 days and then do not show for another year. The beauties also close their flowers in the evenings as the sunlight disappears making them invisible except for those that know the characteristics of the plant. But when the spring beauties are seen at the right time they are magnificent. Ah, here is to the wonder of spring and how I cannot wait for such times!