Winter was harsh but, springs now comes to my part of the world.  And so more reminders of my wife.  

The bluebirds are nesting in one of our nest boxes, they have for years.  And I would sneak a few peeks into the nest boxes to journal the eggs and young, and share with Cheryl.

I live in the country and the evening come alive now with "peepers", countless small frogs singing for mates.  We would listen to that and truly feel the rebirth of nature.

The flowers springing forth, the songbirds returning, and the animals awakening from hibernation always made us feel good.

Now nature awakes and springs to life and seems to mock me as my wife eternally sleeps.