glimpse of spring

Somehow it seems that the icy cold-winter-night is over....
at least... if you look at some brave flowers...peeking out of the ground.
They at least seem to say...all gone...
go away cold...!...we are coming...
make way!
just hurry up...! its time!
now its time to go to spring...!
even some birds I heard tweating the same song..
a great-tit...-cheaeep-cheeep...come spring!
a nut-hatch... pjieuw---pjieuwww! high pitch sound...
so clearly sounding in the mostly silent cold wet air.
maybe wheater-circumstances...are not freely joining these songs.

or is it only wishfull thinking?
I like to join the songs of the birds and flowers...