The temperature outside isn’t what you’d consider balmy, being +24F, but the sunshine more than makes up for it. It feels wonderful! The birds think so too. Going outside on the front deck, the sounds of spring have begun to arrive. Robins are bupping, chickadees and Juncos are singing, woodpeckers of all sorts are drumming, Song Sparrow is singing, and more species will be arriving every new day. We expect the Spotted Towhee and Meadowlarks back next, any time now.
Snow is melting off the rocks, and bare patches are spreading
The air smells fabulous this time of year, brisk and clean and completely invigorating. Our plan is to go for a three-mile walk today on our loop route down by the river. The wind isn’t blowing and it should be above freezing by the time we set out. It makes our spirits rise to see the air so full of sunshine.
Dreaming of mices....
He looks like he had a tough night, chasing mice or moths or fairies. He loves to sleep next to my chair with his nose in my slippers. It must be comfortable, or something, but it looks ridiculous.
He has woken up from this little nap and right now he’s hiding under the small rug by the sliding glass doors onto the deck, watching the jays feasting on leftover banana pancakes that Dan put out for them this morning. It does make going in and out of the doors a little tricky, as he is smack dab in the middle of the doorway.