Yep. I’ve got it and I’ve got it bad. Thank God it’s not the flu but its effect on me is just as gripping – I’ve come down with Spring fever. I can’t concentrate to save my life, unless it’s something taking place outside.
Every time I look out my window, there is something fascinating to watch. Blue birds trying to decide which house to buy (boy, are they a tough sell), the first spotting of a male painted bunting at the feeder, Indian blankets covering the field and waving at me in the wind, beckoning me to feast in their splendor, woodpeckers hanging on the wire feeder picking out nuts, swooping swallows, scissor tails enchanting me with their amazing tails, thieving squirrels, trespassing skunks, and the list goes on and on.
Here on the Homestead, Spring is in full bloom and blossom. Life is bursting at the seams reminding me of the glory and beauty of God. I am literally engorging myself on God’s creation and I am full and loving every moment of it. The weather is perfect and I am wishing it would stay this way forever!!!! I am not sad to say so long to winter’s dark hibernation and hello to spring’s glorious life.
Here are some pictures of things that have been going on:
While I was working on this post we kept hearing a weird noise. I went upstairs to investigate but didn’t find anything, then later, David heard it and went upstairs to investigate and didn’t find anything at first. Then, he noticed the problem. It was the little Eastern Phoebe that was nesting up in the porch…we’d had the front door open because we are supposedly working on a project (hahaha!) and I guess it flew inside and couldn’t get out. It was confused by the window and kept fluttering around trying to get out After unsuccessfully trying to capture it in a net, David went out on the roof and scared it. It flew away from the window and down into the window by the door. I was able to get it in the net and picked it up and set it outside where it wasted no time in flying away. So glad it had a happy ending!!!! It was so traumatized.
Eastern Phoebe caught inside. Poor baby…didn’t understand the concept of a window.
Hopefully, you’ll catch the fever and will be smitten with God’s creation as much as I have!