Robins in the Yard...

03/08/2010

As the sun slowly drops behind the Cacapon Mountain and pastels of red, orange and gray light up the western sky, at least a dozen fat little Robins are picking at the grass outside my window.  These are the first I have seen here this year.  It must mean spring is just around the corner, and I am excited. Spring is my most favorite time of the year.  I am wishing green.

I noticed when I awoke this morning just before six that there was a hint of light in the eastern sky.  The thought of adjusting the clocks forward an hour and sinking back into the dark of night at the time I arise does not excite me; however, having an extra hour of daylight in the evening will make up for it a little bit.

It won’t be long until The Nancy and I will get to spend lazy evenings sitting in the rocking chairs on our front porch listening to the sounds of spring and smelling the scents of the season.

What I won’t look forward to getting to mow seven acres of grass at least everyone five or six days until it fries in the heat of July.

And that is all I have to say about that…