Yesterday as I was looking at the receding water in the back yard, and in my mind mapping out where my next garden idea was going to be started, I saw some birds digging for worms in the semi mushy lawn. All of a sudden, a few robin hopped by the door. These are the first robin I’ve seen this year, and they were a welcome sight.
Now, I may be the only person I know who thinks like this, except perhaps my quirky friend Lindsay, but I swear that birds have a line of communication that tells one another where the good chubby worms are. Within about ten minutes of seeing three robin, a bunch came. It was an awesome sight to see, for sure.
I’m not going to get too excited yet though because yes, tomorrow is indeed the first day of Spring, but up here that doesn’t mean too much, considering our strange weather. We’ve had snow in the middle of April. But still, seeing the robin out back and now hopping all over the front yard, it does cheer one up, and also sort of breaks the cabin fevers in a way, with hope that the warm weather is coming soon.