The robins came this week, signalling to us that spring has sprung, at least in the Florida panhandle.
It’s always a joyous occasion when the robins return. They aren’t here long, perhaps a day or two. And while here they are noisy, messy, and outrageous in their antics!
And boy, do i love it.
The robins’ return signals a promise of warmer weather as well as renewed life in both plants and animals.
I’m happy I didn’t miss them this year. But it was a Thursday, and even though I am yet again overwhelmed at work, I chose to take my regularly scheduled day off and spend it taking care of me. So when I stepped out with the trash and saw them everywhere, I was very excited and had to just stand there and watch them.
Now they’ve moved on, perhaps to visit with you awhile. Left behind are berries all over the yard and a car in need of a bath. A small price to pay, I say.
Perhaps this year the robins are a signal to me of better things to come. I know I’m doing my part to make that happen. So we shall see.