Today’s walk started at 9am with temps in the 20s, and sunny, clear-blue skies. By the time we got back to the car it was 11 and the temps must have climbed to the 30s, because the snow felt a little melty and the jacket was off.
Along the way there were hints, too… some you could see, and some you could hear. For example, the sumac is pretty picked over.
And some of the culprits who have been munching those berries all winter have traded in their chick-a-dee-dee-dee for their high-low, fee-bee territory-mating song. Cardinals, too, were practicing spring time songs, as were Red-bellied Woodpeckers.
The sun beat down on a protected bank next to a creek providing a perfect spot for coffee and cookies. The dogs played along the bank, munching on sticks, stones, and chunks of ice that they broke away from the edge.
It was a truly delightful walk.