Can you hear it? Turtles’ muddy hibernation-slowed claws scraping the sun-drenched rocks? Buds cracking and bursting with color? Sugars rushing beneath the bark of trees? Tiny bugs and little birds shifting and moving in the dried grasses and leaves, filling their bellies? The not at all subtle squawking of mallards fighting over a lover? The very distant preening and spreading of millions of wings readying for the long journey north? Spring…
