When I was young, my mother would bring the car to a screeching halt whenever she saw the first robin in spring. I can remember my father fuming when she would yell out, “Stop the car! There is a robin!”
Today, I understand my mother’s enthusiasm. Robins are beautiful creatures. But more than simply adding ornament to the surroundings, robins are a sign of budding trees, blooming flowers and later sunsets.
This morning my walk was filled with robin sightings. I know warmer days are ahead!