seems to be in the air. The skunk cabbage is blossoming and permeating the air with it's pungent odor. Everywhere in the bog new life seems to be waking up from it's long winter snooze. Birds are singing and creating nests. The leaves are unfuling on the trees and the wild rose bushes are in bud. At last the hard part of winter is over and soon we will be sitting in the sunshine on the beach I hope.