I promised to move on to happier topics, so here it goes: yesterday, I saw my first daffodils of the year.
For a long time, I lived in a rather grey country where daffodils were the first sign of hope that Spring would come back soon. So, I kept them on my windowsill and inspected the pots from February on.
What about you? Do you wait every year to catch the first sight of a flower, bird, butterfly or river tide marking a new season?