Every sunny day beginning mid-February I’ve been looking outside my kitchen window for a sure sign of spring: a chipmunk on the deck. Our three friends, Claude, Buster and Sunny had not been seen since a couple of days after our wedding in September. The neighborhood chipmunks went underground much earlier last fall than the year prior, when they were out and about until November and reemerged in February/early March. Even at the boatyard a few towns over Wayne reported the same: no more chipmunk sightings by late September and none to date. So instead of going into a burrow for three months, it’s been SIX!
Our little cottage at the edge of the woods, as we fondly call home, has been teeming with life and beauty. Of course there’s often a bully that tries to ruin the fun!
It was another beautiful afternoon with highs reaching the upper 60s!
It’s a beautiful day! I took a walk downtown and here are some of the sights.
Despite record-breaking cold temps, snow, ice, torrential rain and winds gusting over 50 miles per hour over the past couple of days, there are definite signs of Spring in my yard. To start, the grass is turning green!
Can you spot him on the “mountain” which is my forsythia covered with snow? I didn’t think I’d see him until the snow melted! He’s not as fortunate as Chippie whose burrow entrance is protected from the snow by my deck. (I also shovel a little path to her foyer entrance.) Even so, ain’t no mountain high enough to keep him down! Minutes later Wishy ran over to me and I took some of the more comical pics of him yet!