As I was walking to work this week, the one constant, the one thing that stood out above all others was the return of bird song. Gone were the lonely calls of winter. Everywhere the birds were singing as if trying to coax the first greens of spring from their slumber.

Sadly, the weather seems to be sliding back towards winter, but for the moment we have fresh air, sun and birds. We have the hope of spring, and that’s good enough for now.