In our yard, spring time is
marvelous! It is a pure wonder of nature
to sit in the midst of it, soaking in the brilliant rays of sunshine, and enjoying the sights and smells of spring. Read on to
find out how our yard feels in the spring.
Our
yard is fairly expansive, covered with a lush, thick, green grass and much
plant life surrounding it. Most of the trees all around our yard are varying
shades of green (apart from a few trees colored magenta, pink, and a charming
yellow) and are of considerable size. Not only are the trees so amazing, thousands of flowers thrive in
our yard. I would say that the most prominent of them all are the tulips. They
open the earliest in spring, and it is quite a welcoming sight to see their cheery
faces looking up at you when are feeling sad. Another one of my favorite
flowers are the peonies. They are a beautiful deep, dark pink and smell just as
lovely as they look. For some strange reason, every time I see them, thousands
of ants are swarming all over them! 
Besides all this magnificent plant
life, there are also many kinds of intriguing wildlife in our yard! We have an
occasional timid visitor who nibbles on the stems of our tulips and sits lazily
in the grass (a bunny). There are also a myriad of frisky squirrels, either
basking in the sun on a branch of our oak tree, crazily chasing each other, or
invading our feeder meant for the birds!
Besides these mammal guests, more visitors of ours are the birds. My
favorites of the many birds we see are the Red-Breasted Nuthatch and the
Northern Cardinal. The Red-Breasted Nuthatch is a small bird, only about 4
inches that makes a tiny cheeping sound. It likes to crawl up our oak or redbud
tree in search of insects. The Northern Cardinal is a bright red bird that
makes a call that sounds like “cheerily, cheerily”. Amazingly, I have seen the
male Cardinal feeding the juvenile! The male gets a seed from our feeder and
then gives it to the baby. It almost looks like they are kissing!
Our yard is very special to me in spring and now you know why.
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