The weather guy forecasts more cold days, maybe even some snow for the coming week. But I’m not discouraged. We were momentarily in the 50’sF (10 C) on Friday and again today. We saw a tiny bit of sun. And repeatedly I’ve heard and seen the sand hill crane screeching across the sky.
But today I heard the red-winged blackbird sing which is proof positive that it is spring regardless of the weather guy’s prediction. On a quick tour of the yard Katie and I found even more evidence; little bits of green poking their heads cautiously out of the mulch.
Brave little souls aren’t they.
Katie and I went looking for the snowdrops we know come up behind the house, and there they were! Fewer this year but still blooming their little hearts out for us.
And the clincher that it must be spring?
Katie chased her season’s first chipmunk up the drainpipe.
Yep, we’ll probably be roasting hotdogs on the grill any day now.