Spring came when I wasn't looking

It's time to move on.

It doesn't seem like winter ever arrived this year.  There were too few nights by the fireplace snuggled under a warm quilt.  No snow.  No ice.

But, also no frozen pipes.  No flooded roads.

Spring has come while I was waiting for winter.

Blueberry bushes,

fig trees,

peach trees,

daffodils

 and violas.

They know when it is time to move on.