It was a busy winter -
skiing, snowshoeing, enjoying a warm fire with a good book
(and maybe a glass of wine - or two...)
Then - it seemed that everyone was talking about Spring -
and I thought - Wait, what? Is it really time for Spring?
(which is probably a good thing - considering Spring is a late arrival here...)
But then - a couple of weeks ago, I woke up to the most beautiful misty morning.
I grabbed my camera, hoping to catch the light -
and stepped out on our deck to a balmy 40 degrees
- yeah, I know - it's all relative.
But then I realized - hey, it is Spring.
Pouring myself a cup of coffee, I pulled up a chair and had a nice chat
with my little feathered friend.
We both agree - it's definitely time to bid Old Man Winter a fond farewell.