Change Is Hard

…but change is certain.


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Golden proof of spring

Here in Michigan spring can be a long time coming. Oh, I definitely have specific things that herald winter’s exit, like the sound of red winged blackbirds and singing frogs hanging at the pond across the street.

Announcing his arrival in the neighborhood.

And there are the marsh marigolds brightening up banks of our local streams.

These are from last year, but I bet if I go look they’re up this year too!

Still, we know that the snow could return any day, and likely will. We dream of warmth and trilliums, still a few weeks away.

One of my favorite signs of spring, but I’m getting ahead of myself.

Goldfinches turning yellow are a definite sign we’re finally on our way out of the gray, cold weather.

In the winter both the male and female goldfinches are an olive green. But once the weather warms up the males start to sport bright yellow feathers. I began to notice the color change last week, even as the icy rain continues.

Miserable, he’s waiting for me to fill his feeder.

Today I glanced up and my finch feeder was full of birds, all cold and hungry. You can see the patchy yellow on the male birds.

Shot from the other side of the living room, through the window.

I could feel sad about all the grey skies and cold rain. But it’s impossible to feel down when my finches are turning gold!

Stop typing and come fill the feeders, lady!

Spring is here, I’m positive. And I dare mother nature to even think about snowing on us now!

What you talkin about, lady? Of COURSE it’s gonna snow again!