My paperwhites have bloomed. I catch whiffs of their sweet fragrance as I sit here at my computer.
Yesterday as I drove through the Aveyron countryside, I saw a few wild plums full of blossoms, and along the Dourdou, the willows are leafing out.
The big plane tree in front of Christiane's house has received its spring 'haircut.'
The days are getting longer (although France doesn't begin daylight savings until March 25th), and the birds are just crazy-happy. They're up and singing 'way before dawn. I've even begun hearing a sweet rooster crowing from across the river. Not this guy...he's sitting on top of the Mairie in Conques!
If the 70 degree days predicted all this week materialize, spring will be popping out all over soon,