The March forest is now not much different from the November one. It wasn't like that before, because being under a thick layer of snow for several months, last year's leaves managed to become part of the forest soil. Now it is also rustling underfoot as it was four months ago. Sometimes it seems to me that even the sun shines the same.
But there is still a difference. Both autumn and spring have their own unique energy. The energy of autumn is the energy of goodbye. Even a very warm autumn promises nothing but cold. Spring, even cold, says it won't get any worse. We have to wait a little while and nature will come to life.
This year's March is wonderful. It's bright and warm. And it promises many wonderful days, the revival of nature, the singing of birds.
Indeed the same here, but they will be greener soon!