Three sweet dreams were interrupted last night by wild animal cries. Twice, coyotes' howling and once, toward morning, by the high pitched "moaning" of foxes mating.
I've heard the foxes every year, but did not make note of the dates. Now, I'll be able to compare from year to year.
A very large flock of robins has been in the pines and around the driveway since the snowstorm about a week and a half ago. I'm happy to provide shelter for them.
The snow is still on the ground, but melting some each day and refreezing at night.
Melted mud is just as slippery as frozen slush.
Signs of Spring: the peacock has regrown the tail feathers shed in Autumn and was displaying this morning for the chickens. Honky gander is in biting mode, expecting old Wifey to start laying eggs soon. We will all make a wide path and try not to set him off.