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     We have been anxiously awaiting Spring - real Spring, with warm temperatures; something above 50 degrees would be nice.

So far, we have had to settle for more signs. 

     I don't remember when the 20 feet long trunk stranded itself on our bank this winter, but this Great Blue Heron, in his breeding plumage, found it enticing this morning.

     Meanwhile, up by the house, the first Snow Iris bloomed, undeterred by the recent accumulation.