Thursday, March 22, 2012
It is the time of pink sunrises and waking up to a world enveloped in cloud; a time of red-winged blackbirds tsk, tsk, tsking us and crooning robins and peepers singing sleep songs at night.
Why, just yesterday while we were walking, a snake slithered past us in quite the little hurry (perhaps it was the handful of children clamoring about him?) and a woodchuck stood not 10 feet away, just watching.
It is the time of seedlings shedding their winter caps and stretching toward the sun; a time for dew covered leaves that miraculously turned green overnight, a time of the first sunburns and the last of the flannel sheets, of putting on dirt and the shedding of winter coats and shoes and of glorious COLOR!
Last night, I slept with the windows open in my bedroom. With all the lovely sounds of the country calling to one another and singing their lullabies, I didn't feel quite so alone.
Today it is expected to mid-80's here. 80's?!?!?!
What a magnificent, glorious, wonderful and unbelievable March!