Today with camera in hand, I turned the bend by the signpost that points the way to Spring.
I like to think that blind evolution could not of itself created a butterfly's wing. Only Mother Nature could have designed it. This is the month of miracles, the season of new life, when winter breaks the seals and life springs triumphant from the earth and bough.
Talking of new life, Radish my fur baby, is also enjoying his very first Spring and Sparky his gracious older brother is also enjoying, what I hope with all my heart, is not his last.