Harbinger of Spring
March has been it's typical roller-coaster of a month. We've had rain, we've had snow, we've had bright sunshine and great gusty winds. Yesterday a layer of crystalline snow coated my car. I wedged my scraper under a crunchy corner and peeled it off my windows like the shell off a giant hard boiled egg.
The dog park was a mess with a river running from the parking lot through the entry way, settling in dips, making for a very brief visit and a trip straight to the laundry room when we got home.
This morning, somehow the park was relatively dry and I got my first sight of my personal harbinger of spring. Each March, when I see a red-winged blackbird, it reminds me that warm weather and blooming flowers are just around the corner.