Signs of spring

Today in the garden I found not only snowdrops but buds of forsythia and ornamental quince. The daffodils etc are green stalks with promise. The grass is green.
A few pussywillows above the door.
The sun so rare here that when it is out causes such joy and all the cats charge outside to play and hunt. I go for a walk to discover any signs of change. The sheep in the field across do not yet look heavy with pregnancy. There are still a couple of months to go before lambing.
This year I shall be around for some of it. It is important for me to witness the onset of spring and be around for its full bloom. It is my favourite season and I always want to savour it.