Temperatures have yet to get over 45 degrees, but I keep seeing signs of spring everywhere. Even through the cold, gray days of March it makes me a little lighter for every bit of spring I see or hear.
About two weeks ago, I went out to the backyard to feed the birds before going to work and was astonished at all the chirping, singing and tweeting going on. All the birds were singing their little hearts out. They knew it was spring. Even the cardinal who usually just chip, chip chips at me was twittering up and down and all around. One bird, with an especially loud and unfamiliar song was making a racket. I tracked the sound out to my car where I discovered…a robin! Since then I’ve seen flocks of the birds as well as red-winged blackbirds (a more accurate sign of spring than the robins). I have no idea what they are living on because at this time of year, the snow may be melted, but the ground is still frozen so they aren’t eating worms or bugs.
Since that morning, I’ve noticed that I haven’t had to scrape the frost from my car windows as often, that goldfinches are beginning to turn yellow again and my early daffodils, iris reticulata and crocuses are poking above the ground. Today I saw a clump of white and purple crocuses ready to bloom on the next sunny day.
Tonight it snowed. Still, spring must be coming