At the base of the tree
Today was a lovely, mostly sunny day. No wind to speak of, lots of flowers in bloom, lots of birds in full song. We had many more visitors in the yard - goldfinches, magpies, killdeer, and numerous unidentified rapid flyers. Unfortunately (or perhaps, fortunately) I spent most of the day indoors, cleaning the house. Just a little bit left to go, and that chore is finished. I like having a clean house for Easter - I even cleaned off my desk, which is a fairly radical activity, necessitating filing, shredding, and just plain throwing away. Rather than stacks of paper, I am currently looking at a good portion of the desk itself...a pleasant change from what it has been!
My husband and I got outside on the deck this evening, to enjoy a glass of wine, to listen to the birds, to watch the river flow. We even heard a woodpecker down by the river, which we hear only rarely. There were meadowlarks in full song, occasionally joined by the squawking call of a pheasant. It was wonderful to recognize the change in the season, marked by resuming one of our favorite habits. It won't be every evening...not yet, at any rate. But it's a wonderful beginning - a promise of good things yet to come.
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