“How the waiting countryside thrills with joy
when Bluebird brings us the first word of returning spring.
Reflecting heaven from his back and the ground from his breast,
he floats between sky and earth like the winged voice of hope.”
– W. L. Dawson, Birds of Ohio, 1903
What a blessing to be surrounded by these blue skies! Most of the weekend was filled with the most beautiful February weather, and although it began to snow again Sunday afternoon, the air was filled with hope. Because, you see, there were ROBINS! Not just one lonely, lost, what-am-i-doing-so-far-north robin, but dozens and dozens of ROBINS! They were busy as can be in the hayfields and pastures.
So… we’re calling it. It is officially Late Winter! Late Winter! (Please don’t tell us any different.)
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