Today’s morning walk is distinctively different. New birds are singing new tunes. Change is in the air. There’s still some leftover snow around the yard, but not much elsewhere.
The marsh is no longer frozen, and the tall grasses are cut down by the blizzard’s wind.
The creek is more blue than ever. Before long there will be beach chairs, towels, and little ones looking for hermit crabs.
And as my wonderful Dad would say, “The forsythias are forsythiating.” Spring is starting to unwind at the Cape.




It looks so beautiful on the cape and the freshness and crispness I can almost smell and feel.
Thanks for those wonderful pictures.