Little Rabbit is tired of waiting for spring. His parents can't tell him when it will arrive, and neither can his grandmama. Be patient, they tell him. But Little Rabbit isn't very good at being patient. Spring will come on its own time, they say. But when will that be? Only the trees know, says his grandmama. But when Little Rabbit tries asking the trees, nothing happens. Determined to make the trees notice him, Little Rabbit almost overlooks what's been there all along: hopeful signs that spring is on the way.