Early Saturday, when I went outside with the dogs, I was rewarded with a sighting of yet another harbinger of spring: a flock of Sandhill cranes winging and honking their way north to Michigan. Godspeed, snowbirds! See you next year!

Roses (notably the Austrian Copper below the mudroom window) have begun to sprout leaves.

Saturday, warm and sunny. Sunday, cold and windy. Monday morning: a light dusting of fresh snow. I think whatever snow we see from here on out will be increasingly ephemeral.