Winter’s chill, felt most sharply in the darkness of night, reminds us of her presence upon the land. Yet with the coming of day, the sun shines in the blue sky. Birds chirp liquid songs from within trees and bushes. Faerie Folk softly sing songs or hum to themselves as they go about their gardening business. Greeting one another, they speak of flowers, vegetables and planting, as Spring’s green mantel finally spreads softly across the land.