Blue Bellwether

I awoke this first day of spring to a world dusted in white. As my daughter said, "It looks more like December than March!" We were less than thrilled with having to dig ourselves put yet again. I was delighted, however, to see this pair of bluebirds outside the kitchen window, because the reappearance of bluebirds means it's March.

Last summer I watched a bluebird family with four juveniles out the same window. I'll take today's view as a harbinger of warmer days - and more bluebirds - to come.