If you aren't watching Molly the barn owl as she sits with her 6 eggs (two have hatched -- just), then you must see this live-stream. I'll wait. It's fascinating. http://mashable.com/2010/03/22/the-owl-box
The woods behind the house are a riot of bird song. Birds calling, raucous, squabbling, trilling....birds building nests everywhere. Bluebirds back, defending their box from tenacious chickadees. Blue jays nesting in the bramble of the wisteria vine on the front porch. Phoebes constructing a mud and moss pillar on top of the security light above the terrace, far from the reach of raccoons.
Flying squirrels in the roosting pockets I never take down on the porch. Baby squirrels in the tack room too young to not know to come up and sniff your boot. (Never can seal the hole in the tack room for fear of sealing somebody up). Bunnies munching new grass in the yard and sneaking into the horse's grain buckets in the corral. Beaver back working on their lodge on the pond. Geese and duck families showing off their young.
Daffodils, jonquils, forsythia, grape hyancith, snowdrops, tulips, redbud up and blooming in the yard. Calves on Angelo's cattle farm bawling for their mamas. So much richness, hope, diversity. So much promise.