The beginning of spring in the northern half of our globe. The growing seasons, the love life of the animals and more hours of sunshine.
So wonderful to wake up by the songs of the blackbird or the thrush. For me it was the first time I heard the thrush. First I thought it was the blackbird; but, although the sound of the blackbird is beautifull, this family of it has so much more variety.
To see the sun coming up in the east, earlier everyday.