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My thoughts released; a mind set free |
| The rest of the week is supposed to be mild and nice, but Friday evening a winter storm is forecast with six to ten inches of snow before it blows itself out Saturday evening. I know I should be disappointed that spring hasn't sprung yet, but this is northern Minnesota and we always get that one last storm before winter gives in and to springs determined arrival. I really can't remember a spring that didn't get interrupted by one last furious attack of winter. Every year, the Robbins return and can be seen in large numbers scouring the ground for food. Then, a winter storm covers the ground with deep snow. They shelter in the strip of sumac that runs the length of our yard and fly back and forth to the bird feeders. We put meal-worms out for them and the other song birds who can no longer feed from the ground. But, within a few days to a week, the snow is again gone and the green spring grass emerges from it's winter slumber. So, I can't be disappointed in the foretasted winter storm, perhaps this is winter's last dying breath. |
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