Here in southern Virginia, the signs of spring are everywhere. The birch and willow trees show a distinct green fuzziness where they're beginning to leaf out, my hyacinths and daffodils are close to opening, and my forsythia is beginning to flower. (On a less poetic note, there are a ton of new weeds in my flowerbeds that need to be yanked.) And yet last night, we had quite a heavy frost. It's funny to see spring and winter co-existing, but I suppose it makes a good metaphor for life... sometimes you get frost along with the flowers:-).