March #SOLC15 Day 4
I am convinced that I heard my first robin singing this morning.
That beautiful song.
That happy song.
I don’t think I dreamt it up in my head. I want it, but not that bad……
I heard it. I’m sure.
I can just picture that sweet robin red breast sitting amongst the snow and ice singing her song.
Pretty soon that breast will be swollen with the joy of new babies to come.
Have I wished it so hard that it may have all been in my head?
No. The sun is coming up earlier. It’s setting later. The robins know this and they are back.
There is something so constant and reliable about the arrival of these simple little birds.
They signal the coming of
puffy cumulus clouds
green leaves on the trees
Don’t pay attention to the weather lady.
Just listen to the robins.
Spring is in the air.