Wow what a winter we had. As I look around the Hills I see remnants of that tough season. Gravel moved around in driveways from shoveling tons of snow. Broken tree branches high in the pines where the ice snapped them. The hills are still in various shades of grey and brown. Ahh, but look there is a slight hint of red. Could it be the buds on the trees? Look over there are tiny little leaves on the lilac bushes. The sounds…birds chirping everywhere. This is my favorite thing about the Hocking Hills. When you think you cannot take any more of the present season, up pops the next. Happy Spring everyone.