“Hope” is the thing with feathers, That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops ... at all - Emily Dickenson

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Mother's Day

It as been a pleasant Spring day. We took a walk in the woods this afternoon to enjoy the sunshine and Spring flowers. There were a few Spring migrants, mostly thrushes and a couple of kinds of warblers - Yellow and Redstarts. The wrens arrived from the south yesterday. So did Sally and the Judge. He showed up at the Growlery door yesterday with a couple of nice beers. It must be Spring - wrens, the Judge, beer. Life is good.

Be well and take care,

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