Dawn comes ever-earlier at this time of year.
Tomorrow will be two minutes and forty-seven seconds longer than today.
A friend’s pullets are starting to lay.
Out in the yard, daffodil bulbs’ shoots are rising.
The flowers of the “early three”, the crocus, the aconite, and the snowdrop, have arrived.
Our amaryllis are still blooming, the last blooms, but such blooms!
When I woke and rose at today’s timechanged dawn, the sun’s first rays lit this blossom.