Yesterday was the first day of spring. The sun was out today and the birds were singing. My mom heard the first Red-winged Blackbird calling from the swamp. I heard a flock of Sandhill Cranes flying by, out of sight. I’m also fairly certain I heard a Brown Creeper, though I wasn’t able to find him, either.
I walked about my parents’ property looking for other signs that it was indeed upon us. For instance, the ice on the little pond, above, was beginning to melt. I checked it for frogs, eggs, or little aquatic invertebrates, but saw no signs of life yet.
The icicles on the eaves of the house are also melting.
The buds are coming out on the maple trees in the front yard.
I spotted some green grass! Admittedly, this was in a footprint along one of the regularly-traveled paths through the snow, but still. Grass.
But the most conclusive sign that spring is finally here:
The driveway has turned to mud.
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