I saw my first woolly worm of the season this morning. In the Appalachian Mountains, not only are the little guys used to determine the severity of the Winter, but we race them as well in the annual Woolly Worm Festival in October. Supposedly, the more black there is, the harder the Winter...Doesn't look too bad!
Also, we have Morning Glory vines climbing up the side of our house which are really quite beautiful. Wonders never cease.