It feels like the weather pattern has begun to shift towards spring. Birds are a bit more active, and I've noticed some fresh green spears in my iris plants. Living in a river valley, though, means you never know which kind of spring morning you might get. The last few mornings have been brilliantly clear. The dawn jet contails stream hot pink across the sky.
But morning is just as likely to bring dense fog, making everything look just a little ghostly. Such are the extremes of spring along the Lot!