Spring Enters An Open Window
I awoke to what sounded like the repetitive ringing of a telephone from half a century ago. When fully awake, I realized the sound I heard was that of an ambitious woodpecker at work on a tree in the nearby woods. This sound was complimented by the voices of numerous spring gobblers making their morning trek through the yard to scrounge seed from beneath the bird feeders. They would have to share their feeding space with a brave squirrel that makes this location her personal buffet. A light breeze carried the sounds in through the window. These are the rewards on a warm spring ...