Well, they are not very peppy, but here they are: forsythias at long last! They are weighted with morning dew here, and there are still spots on the bush that have yet to bloom.
But we're so happy that the month of March has finally come to Virginia. (That's not a mistake; it's a joke.)
Nature is emerging in a cagey way, as if she wants to make sure that this is not another trick. I think we're okay this time. There are even rumors of cherry blossoms coming.