Laughing Birds

They jumped. They hopped. They leaped. They dodged in and out of the bushes - playing hide and seek...playing truth or dare.

One called out for that other..and that other called back in return.

Here is spring. Spring is here.

Today - I found the red-winged blackbirds laughing. Each  - dancing to his own unique sheet of music. Each - singing to his own unique song.

And - in that moment - I knew for certain. It may be a little early. it may be a little premature. But today - I threw my hands up in the air. I stripped my winter layers. I bared my winter toes.

I jumped and hopped and leaped and danced a happy dance. Spring has sprung at last.