Spring is Sprung; or something like that!

 

You know Spring is just days away in our part of the Country, due to a very unique occurrence.  It isn’t the first Crocus to bloom, or the Redbuds bursting to life, overnight.  Nothing so peaceful and calm.

It’s the first major tornado watch of the year.  That’s how we gauge Spring’s arrival.  Two weeks ago, we were thawing out from our third snow/ice event of the year.  Today it’s 85*, with lots of juicy humidity.  A nice little cold front is approaching at fifty miles per hour.  Where and when these two systems meet later this evening could bring some fireworks.  Hopefully it won’t be as bad as the talking heads on the television make it out to be. 

There are other signs scattered around the home place.  A few trees are showing buds.

Daffodils and Crocus are peeking out of the cold ground, and beginning to bloom.  Sorry to say, I don’t know the difference between one and the other.

The armadillo’s have started digging up the yard.

And, the blueberry bush’s are about to burst out in bloom.

All are signs that Old Man Winter is on his way out.  Not to say that he doesn’t have another blow or two, just that he’s going to lose out real soon, now.  Once the first blooms appear, it seems a rush by all to play catch up.  I predict that within two or three weeks we’ll be green all over.  Just in time for Green Eggs and Ham.

For The Birds

 

That has been the sentiment around our part of the World, the past few days.  Seems the birds, and other wildlife, are about the only things moving since Tuesday.  All our roads have been coated with ice.  No mail, newspaper, or pizza delivery.  Just now hearing that a section of I-55 just North of us is again closed due to an 18 wheeler accident attributed to ice.  Very weird weather.

Seems it was just another day for our birds, though.  We had many different varieties stopping by for a meal.  Seems they all liked shadow better than sun.  Had some Blue Jays.

Some I didn’t know the names of.  Maybe a plain ol’ sparrow.

And a very fast one.

A woodpecker, or two.

And of course, the Cardinals.

One had something unusual going on with one leg.  What do you think, Judy.

That’s about it for another day.  Hopefully, we’ll be able to get out tomorrow….jc

Round 2

 

Two thirty in the afternoon, in the deep South. One hundred miles North of New Orleans.  It isn’t supposed to be this way.  This clock sits right over our back door. Though the indoor temperature isn’t correct due to my having the door open for a for a few minutes, the outdoor temp is correct.  We received a second round of the white stuff again, today.  Twice in one week.

To say we aren’t used to this is an understatement.  Most of what we got today was sleet, so all the roads are a sheet of ice.  Thankfully, we have no where to go, as I’m sure it’s bumper cars in town.

 

Miss Casita wish’s she was back down in South Texas.

Put out some seed for the birds, and spent most of the day trying to get some good shots through the window.  Seems what my eye sees as proper focus doesn’t agree with my camera on zoomed shots.  Working on that diopter setting. Will have to figure out what’s best. trying to shoot with my glass’s on, or off.

Hopefully, by tomorrow it will start melting.  Supposed to be near seventy By Sunday.  Welcome to the Deep South, and global warming…….jc