We have been going for forest walks, keeping an eye on the woods, checking for signs of spring.
Bear tracks! If our black bears are up and about, then surely spring is here.
The tracks were large, much bigger than my hand.
This is one of my favourite places to walk; up the hill and alongside our maple grove.
More little feet. A squirrel I think.
The woods are so peaceful in March.
Soon, walking this way will bring with it a million mosquitos and an overabundance of poison ivy. For now, I am glad we can enjoy it in this wintery quietness (:
And here I am, with Ollie on my back (: The small yellow dots were left by honeybees that woke and plummeted into the snow. We watched them wake in the sun, crawl, and then fly back up to their wild bee hive in the tree.