The relentless march to spring is underway in North Carolina. Despite the mid-twenties in early morning. The daphne is gracing my garden with its lovely fragrance. Tulips split the soil with their fragile leaf tips, tender buds expecting to become luscious figs appear on seemingly dead bark and the apricot has almost completed its bloom cycle despite the frost. You can almost feel the earth leaning into the sun for just a bit more warmth as the days lengthen. A robin sang the other morning in the crisp air and appeared with three friends for a weekend sunbath. It's such a wonderful time of year. It's as ifI can feel my sap rise and everyday brings a host of new painting ideas.