That is a pretty broad title - Spring in Nebraska. It could include many things...new calves, track meets, rain storms, flowers, home grown vegetables, fresh air and many more things.
I have been picking asparagus for about a month now and love each and everyone I eat. As a kid I hated it, just hated it. Of course I was a picky eater then and "hated" a lot of foods. My mother had a huge garden which included a large asparagus bed and it produced and produced each year. I am not sure when I decided I liked it but now I can say I love it. I like to roast it in a hot oven with a little olive oil sprinkled on it plus maybe some thyme or other herb. I can just taste it now...mmmm. I have to go out and cut it about every other day so have had lots of meals of it. I am sorry John doesn't like it but then again there is more for me to eat.
My iris are starting to bloom too. This one is such a dark orange color. Isn't it beautiful? I have quite a few colors of iris most of which were given to me by my mother, again the fantastic gardener - veg. and flowers. At one time I had over 30 different colors but over the years some have died or didn't survive the move here. I love them but wish the blooms lasted longer.