March has arrived. Is it too
early to hope that spring is here in Pennsylvania?
This winter, we northern
folks have struggled with snowfall after snowfall. Our roads are lined with
gray, dismal snowbanks, and most of our yards have a stack planted within
view, the result of clearing our walks and driveways.
Last night, our first
thunderous spring rain arrived. It pounded down in waves, soaking the yards and
washing away some of our snow.
With warmer daytime temperatures
inching upward, we now hear the gurgle and drip of water from our gutters. A
layer of snow slides off the house and garage roofs making a plopping sound
heard indoors. At long last, small patches of grass and earth peek through the lawns.
Pussy willow is struggling to emerge. Who would have thought that the smell of mud and wet dried leaves would cause
such a joyful reaction when we take a jaunt to the mailbox?
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Birds have become more lively
and vocal. If your timing is right, you can now catch a chorus of bird songs
coming from the trees in the backyard. When I filled the bird feeder the other
day, being careful to walk in small patches where the snow had melted, a lively
chickadee in the cedar tree scolded me for not working fast enough. Four-legged
wildlife is making its appearance, too. Gray squirrels and rabbits are
exploring the yards.Now is the time to listen for
the first flock of Canada geese to wing their way northward, confident that
spring is on its way. Let’s hope for their sake and ours—they are right.
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