Last April, we were in Quebec, where there was no any sign of spring at all.
These days, when I am walking to lab or back home, excitedly, I find spring has arrived.
It is warm, the temperature is above zero. At noon, I don't have to wear my thick coat any more.
The most happiest thing is that the world of bird is no more ruled by raven, instead, colorful birds sing cheerful songs, including robins and cuckoos.
Snow is melting.
Branches are in two different colors, the old one with bran-new twig.
I am looking forward to the blossom of maple trees.