February 20, 2010
An amazing turn of events out here on the Great Olympic Peninsula. The rains ceased. Headed East and South, I think. Mostly to California. Our skies are blue and the temperature has soared as high as 60 degrees. Two days ago Cathy said to me, "I still have not seen the first Robin, so it must still be winter". The very next day as we rolled into our drive, six fat, cheery Robins bounced among the Alder trees ahead of our truck. And last night as I stood on the deck, way off across the Beaver Pond a single lonely frog croaked his first greeting to the coming Spring. Thankfully we've seen no Black Bear yawning and stretching from a brief slumber. They can be rather cranky when they first lumber out into the sun, looking for breakfast. Sort of like some people we know. But I'm a morning person and can't understand why everyone doesn't spring from bed with a cheery, "HI HO" on their smiling lips.
Guess that's life.
Curious Carl
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