I have to tell you. Sitting in the woods I grew up in is still a treat. I love seeing the leaves turn yellow and drop.
It’s different these days … as a kid it seemed to take forever to get back to the creek. We’d stop and build forts along the way and never get to the destination. Here’s to something new.
I wasn’t sure if Winter was going to come this year. Until this month, we had only a dusting of snow. In February, we had a snowfall of probably four inches initially, then at the end of the month a dumping of eight to twelve inches.
The backyard birds have been very happy that I filled the feeders. The contrast of the birds of color have been a joy. A Tufted Titmouse even showed up, a first at my feeder.