Okay, so it is getting scary now! The sun has been here for days and no rain! Could it be we have turned a corner?
As I walk to work in the morning, it is still icy cold though, and my breath plumes out in front of me. I still have to wear my scarf and gloves for now. But I know it is just a matter of time until that sunshine that bathes us in its light also warms our skin. Spring birds are already chirping. They know…. 🙂
One thing about this time of the year – I seem to get more productive. It might have something to do with the fact that I have a ton of competitions at this time of the year, or it could just be that I am feeling the world’s rebirth and some of it is rubbing off on me. Despite the mild panic I feel inside about an upcoming deadline, I can still appreciate that.
So here is a little tribute to “Chirpy”, which is what we have christened the blackbird who visits us at this time of the year.
The blackbird on my chimney
Lifts his head to sing
A little ditty that he wrote
About the coming spring
The lyrics are so beautiful
And they bounce across the air
He’s such a gifted poet
And he doesn’t have a care
He sings of things like waking buds
Bluebells upon the hills
Leaping lambs in lush green fields
And roadside daffodils
He doesn’t mind the chilly air
It never stops his singing
And when he leaves us we’ll still hear
His song in our ears ringing