THE FIRST ROBIN
This morning I saw the first robin. I was walking home from my boyfriend's cabin and caught sight of the bird in the neighbor's driveway. It was checking out the mud puddles in her driveway, probably hoping to find a worm. My sweetie was at the door where I'd left him when I excitedly cried out and pointed to this harbinger of spring.
That made my day. In just a little more than two weeks we will be into spring... finally. I have been playing my bird song CDs and tapes every day, anxiously awaiting the time we can get out and do some hiking and some birding. I am delighted that my love craves Nature as much as I do. I bought a new pair of hiking shoes and I've been gathering the things needed for my daypack. But it will still be a month and a half before the snow melts enough for us to get into the backcountry.
In the meantime, the days are getting longer now and the sunshine is rapidly melting the heavy snows that accumulated in Pagosa Springs over the last three months. Everyone is ready for the change in seasons, although we know it isn't going to happen overnight. There's still this thing known as "Springtime in the Rockies," which means late snowstorms, wet and slippery roads... and MUD. Lots of mud! My backyard is going to look like a swamp again.
But the first robin is here, and what a welcome sight.
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