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
balls.
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.
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