I heard someone say that spring was in the air. Oh really? So I looked. I saw snowflakes in the air. Not a lot mind you, but the occasional flake fluttering to the ground didn't look very spring like to me.
I looked in the back yard. I found my birdbath that had fallen in a previous battle with old man winter.
I looked in my front yard. I saw that once again, even though I said I would take care of it in the fall, my flower beds were a total mess. I saw dead leaves, trash blown in from a neighbors overturned garbage can, a pop can discarded by a careless teen walking by. Just as I was about to walk away in disgust, something caught my eye. What's this? Is that green I see? Why yes, yes it is. My Iris are the first ones to bring me the good news that spring really has arrived.