Spring has arrived on the calendar, but like everyone in New England I am waiting for signs of spring.  Nothing is blooming as our spring flowers are just poking out of the ground.  And now the weather forecast is suggesting snow on Friday. It almost has me in tears.  The tips of trees are swollen and the sugar mapling buckets are attached to trees.  One  day soon it will happen.  The marshes wake up and the sound of peepers will fill the air.  One day soon......