Move aside Punxsutawney Phil, I saw three robins yesterday, and that's MY predictor of spring!
I went down to Aurora to drop something off for Jason at Wells College. It was one of those beautiful blue sky afternoons, with a few puffy clouds in the sky. A couple students were gamely trying to sled down the hill from the Athletic Center, one on a tube, and the other on a sled. It seemed slow going on the soft snow, but they were laughing.
On my way back up the hilly country road, I saw that on some of the windswept lawns and under pine trees, the snow has melted down to bare grass. Suddenly I saw two robins bouncing along, searching for worms, I guess. A bit later, I saw one more. It's almost spring!
A year ago Paul and I went on a get away weekend and saw numerous robins in the still snow-filled landscaping around the hotel property. It seemed somehow wrong to see them in the middle of the snow, but they didn't seem to mind. By the time I found my camera they were gone. The promise of spring - a memory only in my mind.