We too have a miraculous forsythia bush. I have always loved this harbinger of spring! It blooms at the same time as the daffodils.
I always wondered what those bright yellow blossoms were called! I have a vivid memory from childhood-Clytie, do you remember? I filled our room with branches and branches of those lovely golden blossoms--it was like living in a fairy-tale for a day.
I have a miniature weeping willow and sit inside it quite often. It is a beautiful feeling and really connects you to the planet if you live in a town.