March is almost over and still we have too much snow on the ground. So spoiled last year with all snow gone by the 15th and unusually warm weather. Oh well, we take what we can get.
Yesterday while at "Observation Hill" I saw two chipmunks in the snowy arena vying for sunflower seeds and also saw a robin. Juncos are passing through and goldfinches are back.
I am thinking about plans for a small addition. Comtemplating the pros and cons. I don't really want the extra expense but a little extra room would be nice. I am only thinking about 25-30 sq ft. Anyway, more on that later.
Purchased a new camera and have plans for various research through the season. I am very excited about that.
Here are a few thoughts about winter via a poem I wrote in December-
Walking through the "Realm" fingers numbing,
Snow crunching under foot, toes throbbing.
Stick in hand to keep from falling,
A chickadee lites nearby all curiousity.
I stop to gaze and listen,
To the wind above, through the limbs.
Below, the tracks of those who live here.
In the snow that yeilds and glistens.
I wonder who has passed most recently,
Is it the deer or squirrel or both?
It matters not, they live here.
Me only a traveler on their path.
I shudder quietly with winters weather,
Not enjoying but enduring. That I must.
If I want to be, and go where I want,
This path must I take and feel the brunt.
I see through the trees not far off,
The destination I desire. The hill of observation.
With patience I employ my means of desire,
To make the "Hill" and light the fire.
My heart enlightens as progress unveils,
The gate that I enter that allows me haven.
A place to relax and warm up,
To be where I want, winter comfort.
The stove I light, the pot on high,
Warm liquid inside to thaw and revive.
I put out seeds for energy for the birds,
And wait for the warmth, to return, to observe.
I look around and breath forms a cloud,
To cover the panes and walls all 'round,
Pleased, I see the books on their shelves,
Soon, the warmth overtakes the cold of the Realm.
Winter comfort is here in this place I have built,
To be with nature and Earth and solitude.
Not excessive in the scene before me,
Winter comfort alludes to the place I should be.
Until later, enjoy your space.