2010-I have been noticing the birds in pairs, chasing each other in and out of the branches, but then I saw something I had never seen. When I came out of the house, something orange dropped to the ground out of the maple tree. There was some shuffling about on the far side and then two robins hopped/stumbled out, in the act of separating from each other, then flew off. I don’t know if I disturbed them or if they were oblivious.
Wanting spring is the
First sign of spring. Water sounds,
One peeper, peeping.
2011- Following the warm up, two days of snow(though it melted in a day) followed by a cold snap-in the 20’s last night and probably not reaching forty today. The reservoir was almost free of ice though that will stall til it warms up. My own little crocuses have appeared here and there and one little anemone from a few years ago, buried under inches of snow and then quickly reappearing.
The other morning I woke up to see one of the wild cats-the big black longhair- sitting in the far apple tree impersonating an owl.
2013-As of last weekend, the reservoir was clear of ice. Somehow, even with night temperatures in the twenties and the days in the thirties, the garden thawed sufficiently for me to dig out the parsnips. Recipes anyone?
One bud on the star magnolia has loosened enough to send out one tentative petal to test the air. Still no robins.
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