Green moves through the tops of trees

Spring is finally here: there are daffodils and pink chionodoxas blooming in the garden, fresh green on the trees, blue skies and warm sunlight overheard.

But they found not a button, or feather, or mark

The current knitting project calls for a couple of buttons to close the pockets. (Yes, I am knitting not just a hooded scarf, but a hooded scarf with pockets. I can't decide if this is awesome or officially moves me across some line of dorkiness not previously traversed).