It's beginning to happen. All over town, as I drive around, I see the glimmerings.
Trees here and there, beginning to burst into pink or white blooms.
Other trees sprouting with red berries.
A few trees showing traces of green on their bare branches.
The bush-tree outside my living room window, that one that burst into yellow overnight, I look out and see green leaf buds on some branches.
It's beginning. A fitting tribute to a holiday around fertility and renewal.