As a naturalist, I feel that I should love all parts of nature.
Mostly, I do.
There are two things I struggle with:
- Fear of animals that can kill me, and
I’m trying, I really am, but February is just the coldest, grayest, darkest, most desolate of months. I think somebody put Valentine’s Day in February in an effort to cheer people up with fat little cupids and chocolate (epic fail).
But, joy to the world, this February hasn’t been so bad! I even started seeing early signs of spring a week ago. Here are a few to get your hopes up before the NRV gets pounded by it’s standard end-of-season, first weekend of March snow storm:
- Robins! A robin in a tree is a winter sighting, my mom says, but a robin on the lawn is a spring sighting. I saw one in a tree yesterday, but one on my lawn several days ago. Go figure. I’m counting it as one in the early spring column.
- Grackles! The 40-foot yellow birch tree across the street was filled with a flock of at least 50 common grackles three days ago. They’re one of the first songbirds to return in the springtime. This flock may still be on its way further north, but I’m counting it!
- Crocuses blooming! Okay, I know these aren’t wildflowers, but they are one of spring’s earliest bloomers, and they’re just so pretty!