in bloom: marsh marigold, spring beauty, bloodroot, maple
leaves appearing: aspen
bird arrivals: house wren, sedge wren, ovenbird (and probably a few warblers)
frog chorus: spring peepers, Western chorus frogs, wood frogs, toads (well, not here, but 30 miles south of here)
I wish I had more time to write poetically about all these happenings, but lately I feel like George Jetson caught on that treadmill during the closing credits. Life is too busy.