I'm always amazed at how really hardy God's creation can be. Like the flowers that are blooming around here, still, even after the last snow fall. 

Or the cherry trees blossoming.

And I always love the Dogwood blossoms in the spring.

And I love the sound of the birds in the mornings. It's hard to believe this sometimes, but in Alaska in the winter it was so silent of any bird sounds that I missed it when I would come to Virginia for a visit and return home.  I plan to get a book about birds and find out what kinds of birds I see in the mornings feeding from my bird feeders.  The only ones I can actually recognize is the Northern Cardinal and the Chickadees.  There's one that has a little spike on the top of his head that seems to dominate one of my feeders.  And then there's a Woodpecker that barges in on the others and takes over the feeder. But there are many others that come along for a snack.