Early Thaw

Hard to believe it’s only the end of February and not the end of March. On this beautiful, sunny, 50-ish afternoon, signs of thaw were everywhere. 


The chickadees were out in force, chattering to each other excitedly and uttering an occasional territorial fee-bee call.

tree mouth

There were also signs of housing excavation (or tree crooning?).

wild cucumber

And the prickly remains of a wild cucumber vine.

Wats on ice

Watson ventured out onto the ice,

spongy ice

. . .  but it was a little too spongy for my taste.



Especially since elsewhere, rivulets had sprung up.



And, best of all, puddles! 

They will ice over again soon enough, but for now I am enjoying this time of light and reflection.

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