Messengers of Spring

I noticed the first flowers on Sunday a week ago by the bus stop, on my way to the choir concert. 

At first, I thought it was plastic someone had thrown away. 

Only when I looked closer did I notice that they were real, and they were all over the place.

Today: Crocus in the park

Cat, bird-watching in the window 

and waiting for the air-conditioning to come on.

Trees in Central Park

Happy St. Patrick's Day 

to all my Irish friends.