We have had “weather whiplash” here lately, going from snow-and-ice to 80-degrees in a matter of days. It is not yet Spring, at least “officially,” but the season is turning — the first Towhee and Pine Warbler announced themselves the other day, daffodils are nodding their heads in agreement with the sun, and the Spring Peeper frogs are singing their siren songs from all the rills and seeps. (EEH)
