When I think about how tiny the trees in the "grove" at the front corner of the house were when I bought this place almost 15 years ago, it's just all the more gorgeous when the Bradford pear breaks out in its early spring glory and seems so huge. All that, plus I hate winter so this is always a welcome sight to me.
What's not a welcome sight, though, is to discover a new fascination with birds around the house, which first appeared on the side view mirrors of the car and truck:
And then they really let loose at the front door:
What the heck!