Our planters on our deck with mini daffodils and hyacinths. I always plant hyacinths because they are one of the first flowers I remember, as a child, from my grandmother's garden. She had a fragrant walkway of them and they were an inspiration to start my own gardening.
Abby, our Pembroke Welsh Corgi, now 1 1/2 years old. She looks more and more like her father Keiffer. She loves to run and is a great mover. She and Phoebe, our other Corgi (and her cousin), chase each other for hours.
Phoebe, the queen. She loves to watch us from a favorite perch, here high on our rocks. Note the black smear on her left lower cheek. She has rolled in something we would think is disgusting, probably now uncovered since the snow melted, but from a canine point of view, it's perfume. Time to get out the hose and clean her off.
It's a wonderful time of year here, my favorite, with so much happening and so much about to happen.