This little guy has been chomping on all our pansies in the front yard. I catch him most mornings as I'm leaving for work, and see them cropped and devoid of color every day. But he knows that the first signs of spring are starting in North Carolina. He's no fool. I'm so glad we live where we do get a winter, but spring is not far off...
For now, I have to content myself with little Piu Piu inside, holding paper clips for me. But soon, the birds will all be cannoodling and building nests. I've been hearing them recently--they're much more vociferous than they have been, and I know that's a sign that they'll be starting their spring rituals soon. I'm looking forward to new little ones like this sweet thing below who greeted me a year or two ago in our front yard:
He hasn't quite grown into his own beak or legs yet. I think he looks like he's asking me, "Are you my mother?"
And remember our bluebird babies? Soon, they will be nesting--usually March is the deciding moment for their first clutch.
Until then, I'm patiently enjoying my bluebirds here inside...
...and using my bird vase to enjoy until the real things get kicking.
Last night, on my way home to Cary, I noticed a pink flowering tree already blooming along the avenues dividing the two lanes of traffic. My heart skipped a beat. Unbelievable, right?! Our tulip foliage is popping up and the daffodils will soon be open. Joe picked a gorgeous red camellia from our back yard and put it in a tiny vase for me last night.
I got a note from the ArtHouse Coop folks, and they did receive my sketchbook, and they said that this weekend is the first weekend for viewing books, and very soon, the books will head off to cities around the country. How fun!
Have a great weekend, all!