The willows have it (mostly)

Willow trees against a "cloud dance" sky 

Some trees haven't acknowledged Spring yet. But the willows have. 

Golden glow in the late afternoon sun. 

 

 A pear tree, also into Spring 

Willow peeking between dark trees 

And now for something completely different: I finished the shrug! 

Moving into Spring

It's finally becoming Spring. The songbirds have returned; tree branches are fat with buds 

Sun-drenched jonquils finally blooming

And soon I'll put away the winter wools

And winter hats

And seek something lighter

for Spring