It’s April and spring has finally sprung! Bright, yellow Daffodils and “Naked Ladies” (as my husband’s Grandpa loved to call them) have pushed themselves through the soil next to my front steps.

I love April. 

Seemingly, the songbirds that stayed all winter long do too. They are happier - now that their robin friends have returned - and you can hear it in their extra-sweet songs they sing at dawn.

I especially love the first week of April, and I’ll tell you why……