"The Seasons Aren't What They Used to Be"
"In the forests here in Tennessee, instead of tracking foxes in winter snow, I spent February being startled by precocious bloodroot and other wildflowers piercing the leaf litter. Phoebes sallied after sun-warmed flying queen ants and spring azure butterflies. Japanese quince bloomed in garden hedges before January was over, multiflora rose broke bud on Valentine’s Day, and Mardi Gras came with Bradford pears in bloom. Then, in March: snow. A month after frogs sang through 70-degree evenings, freezes in the teens brought silence."
Writer, David George Haskell put it better than we could ourselves. The seasons are shifting erratically as a result of climate change, which we can't help but notice this year. Read more in the New York Times.