'What day is it?' asked Pooh. 'It's today,' squeaked Piglet. 'My favorite day,' said Pooh.

Monday and Tuesday were so raw and blustery that my body craved decedent dark chocolate cake with two inches of rich fluffy frosting.  Temperatures struggled to reach the high thirties. After the 70-degree tease a few weekends ago, we removed the kindling and starter wood from the hearth and carried the stacked logs from the porch back down to the wood pile below.  Monday and Tuesday  gusts of heavy snow followed by calm blue sky and sunshine interrupted by more gusts of snow made us wonder if spring is being delayed.  What does Punxsutawney Phil know anyhow? 

Yesterday I put two hummingbird feeders out in anticipation of our returning hummingbirds.  The site I use to track their journey here posted hummingbird sightings on March 25 at the Tennessee/Alabama border and in north Georgia.  They could arrive anytime or those traveling to a more northern destination  may need to rest and fuel up before moving on.  The feeders have to come in at night as the temperatures are still unusually cold dipping into the twenties.  Now we'll be keeping a vigilant eye out for tiny iridescent bodies with wings that beat 38-78 times per second. 




Comments

ralph said…
i have mine out to be washed and filled! let me know if the little birdies appear!

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