The snow is dirty, the driveway is muddy, the roads are full of potholes. Hooray! These are sure signs that spring is just around the corner. Springtime…bringing green grass, buds on trees, daffodils and tulips…is coming, but it’s not yet here.
This morning crusty snow glitters where sun shines down, giving it that diamond dust sparkle. It beckons me out to play, but I know the hard surface will make for dangerous skiing. Still, I’m tempted. These are the last days of the winter season. I don’t want to miss out. And then again, I’m hoping against hope these are the last days of winter, and that’s fine, really…time to move on.
More signs of spring: the hibernating critters are rousting themselves to search for a bit of sustenance. Bird seed beneath a feeder and puddles on the porch will do nicely.
Mr. Possum filled his belly with birdseed and then lumbered up the path to the porch to slurp from puddles of water to quench his thirst. He has squirrels to thank for the seeds. They climb up on the feeder and throw down at least as much seed as they eat. It’s okay, we’ll buy more. Tom takes care of the birds and wildlife like they are his kids. And I think that’s sweet. He’s counted up to 9 (or is it 11?) cardinals on the feeder and in the nearby tree at one time. Downy and hairy woodpeckers, tufted titmice, chickadees, gray, red and fox squirrels frolic, chase, and scrap with one another outside our windows. It’s all fun and games until a hawk swoops in. Hawks don’t eat birdseed, they eat birds. I’m not fond of catching a demonstration of nature’s food chain in action. The hawk appears and all smaller birds scatter. All but one. Poor thing.
Every day this guy comes up to ask if there’s any more. One day he didn’t ask, he just chewed through the plastic storage tote to get at the seeds. I charged him for the damage (he paid his bill in cuteness), then I transferred the bird seed to a metal bin.
We were lucky enough to spot a bald eagle over the barn…too high to get a good picture, but he’s up there in that beautiful blue sky. You’ll have to trust me on that. I’m only posting it because the barn, snow, and trees are so striking against the deep blue sky.
And finally…some turkeys came calling…
Yep, there’s no end to the entertainment outside our windows. And with warmer weather walks on the road are more pleasant. Winter chores are less taxing and perhaps Tom has plowed the drive way for the last time. Who knows…it just might could be.
Proof of the deep snows…