To our Northern friends who are bundled up, enduring the frigid temperatures and endless snow: here are your signs of spring. We're feeding them here in the South, fueling them for their long flight home. Soon, they'll be hopping around in your backyard, eating and making merry.
The banquet was well-attended Saturday morning. The Robins gathered and had a reunion of sorts, feasting on the bugs-o-plenty in grasses of the neighborhood. The birds were beautiful and plump, milling about, enjoying the plentiful grub.
It was important that I send along this affirmation of spring to you...growing up in NY, it was joyful spotting the first Robins of the season. It meant that winter would soon be over and new life would soon be evident in the trees. Warm weather would soon be arriving, whereupon we'd shed our coats, sweaters and mittens, replacing them with t-shirts and shorts.
Please know this: if you're cold and tired of the endless winter...spring is winging its way to you.
We hope they arrive to you as happy as they left us...and I hope they make you as happy as they made us.
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I think we have a couple of months to wait before we see robins in WNY (maybe 6-7 weeks if things warm up smartly). How might we coax yours up here for an early appearance? Sweaters and hot chocolate?
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