It's March, hard to believe. I know some of us who have been disliking those cold dreary days are happy that spring is almost here. I need to get outside and prune my rose bushes before they begin to bud. It's Monday so snow flurries are predicted. It seems like we have had snow every Monday all winter. I am ready to see hummingbirds hunting their feeder and little sparrows nesting in anything available. Wish now, I had planted some bulbs last fall. More later.