first robin

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And just as if they never left, I looked out to see a very nonchalant robin

poking around in the grass in the front yard on Sunday.

Hopping about as if there was no journey, no leaving --

as if our farmyard was the happening place all the time.

Just like that, the words, "it won't last" spill from my mouth

as I think of any more snow we may get.

I hurry to round up any last remnants of winter decoration,
making a note to self to get those lit deer put away and
gather up all the evergreen boughs.

The weather forecast for 65 degree days makes me feel so

ready for mud on my boots and dirt under my nails. 

Even mucking out the goat stall sounds like fun.

This is what we wait impatiently for

-- these first days of

extra sun light, warmth....spring.

And, just like that....it is here.