In spite of the horrible impact of anthropogenic climate change, spring has sprung in its usual fashion here in Occupied Northern Virginia.
The wild plum trees are in bloom, their snowy crowns giving them a regal appearance that would probably cause our president to bow down, if he were to encounter them.
Here's another angle...
These colorful fellows are, I believe, some specimen of hyacinth (feel free to correct me if I'm wrong).
And naturally, the daffodils were the first things to bloom, standing there like ranks of trumpet-wielding heralds.