It seemed almost eerie Sunday morning to hear the cardinal singing for spring for the first time. Been such a deep, snowy, intense, magnificent winter it's hard to believe it will end! The chickadees joined in with their spring song as well, and it was a treat to hear them.
Sunday was a much harder day vertigo-wise than Saturday, painful getting home from church, so I am renewed in my gratitude for Bonine and other such nausea-squelching medicines, or I might have given up on eating that day. They rock! =D
A happy discovery in the form of a jug of Trader Joe's spicy cider that I'd bought in early December, put away, and forgotten about. Now that I've written both 'Tilnon' and 'Tarlah' and got started on my 18th anniversary essay, I definitely deserve a warm, delicious-smelling cup of cider!
What a treat to hear the cardinal singing already. Hopefully the robins
will not come as early this year.
Sorry to hear that Sunday was a bad for you. At least you were not at
Enjoy your yummy cider. I pick up a bottle of the pear cider you told me
about. Looking forward to trying it.