They began to appear.
Brightly-dressed Finches were first. And then the haunting call of the Thrush. Frogs, Turtles, Fry, Newts, and Peepers followed in turn.
She waited for other friends, many of which she had not communed with since childhood. She hoped that some were already here and if they were, which would she see again after so long a separation?
And they came. Dog Tooth Violet, Spring Beauty, and Wake Robin. Her smile filled with gladness. Although satisfied, she hoped that others, perhaps Hepatica, Squirrel Corn, and Lady’s Slipper, would arrive even if fashionably late.
She has welcomed these reunions of spring, especially.