Well it's been a little over a year since my Dad passed away, and it's been a sad time.  Work has not been going very well, and it's hard sometimes to stay motivated.  But good things happen too, which cheer me up some.

Dad loved Spring, especially when the birds returned.

Today as I was driving to work feeling a little blue I spotted some red-winged blackbirds in a small marsh still specked with ice.

Spring returns.  Hope never dies.