The carrot from the weather station is out there..
Promises of temps in the 50's this week..
Not just one.. but 3!! and high 40's... YAHOO....
Also with my visit to Big R... (for those not in the NW
area of the nation, that is a farm, fishing, hunting type
store) .. I saw.. the real sign of spring...the sound of
spring... cheep, cheep, cheep, yes, little baby chicks..
All kinds... boxes of yellow fuzzy, black fuzzy, mixed
colors of fuzzy, and this year.. black with yellow cap
fuzzy's... I always love to spend some time looking,
smelling... smiling at the antics of these little fuzz
The smell brings me back out our basement in
the 1940's and 50's when the postman use to deliver
200 little yellow fuzzys... in a large box.. And Mom
would have him bring it down to the basement..
After he left, she would let them loose in the large
box area (6 feet square) that she and Dad had made
again, like every year. The hood would be there,
with the light in it...glowing and warmingly inviting the
chicks a place to run around after being cooped up in
a 3 foot box for 2 days. The mild noise of them running
and cheeping in joy of the new area.
Great memories.. Far better than the memories of
8 weeks later.. when they became food.
So with our first robin showing up last week. (others
reported at least 2 weeks before) and warming of
the weather.. and chicks at the local store.. MAYBE
just MAYBE... spring will be following soon.
Even though I know old man winter will still throw
a wrench in the plans of gardeners.