Spring blooms

I'm not sure if this is my favorite time of the year--with the daffodils and magnolias in blossom trees in bud or in just a few weeks when the leaves come out and all the plants are coming alive again. I hear a woodpecker in the park behind me. Other birds--so many birds--are singing. Children are out front riding their skates and bikes. The ice cream truck has come around and dinner has passed. This is a glorious time to be alive and out here under the ice blue sky.