We’re getting a late winter snowstorm rolling through Iowa tonight. I know I should not be rushing the season. At 46, you shouldn’t rush anything. But, I’m ready for Spring. I’m ready to see the new life start to appear from the trees, the ground, the mood. Last Spring, I got a glimpse of this House Finch enjoying snacking on some new growth in the way of fresh buds from the crab trees in the backyard. I’m ready for more backyard scenes like this. Soon.