It was chilly today, and threatening rain, so I only walked for an hour. The wind was blowing the clouds east, opening up patches of blue sky and letting the sun shine for brief moments, over and over again. Spring may be on its way, but it's still winter here.
On my way back to the car, the clouds settled in for good and it began to rain, but there was one stubborn patch of sunshine that refused to be chased away. And there I saw it: the first signs of spring in the park. On a hillside lit by the sun, under a canopy of trees, was a vast carpet of snowdrops, spreading through the woods and absolutely making my day.