So, most people turned their clocks ahead one hour last night. I say most people because there were a few who straggled into each Mass today wondering why everyone seemed to be preparing to leave Mass only to find out they did not lose the hour sleep everyone else did! I guess there's something to be said for that!
Anyway, I consider the changing of clocks to be one of the sure signs that winter is on its way out and spring is on its way in. And apparently, so too do the chickadees and cardinals in my garden. Every year some friends bring me a real Christmas Tree for my courtyard. And every year I leave it up into the spring - sans lights and Christmas ornaments - only to redecorate it for Easter with colored plastic eggs, at the appropriate time. And each year, usually around Easter, birds inevitably find my tree a suitable place to start a family.
While this delays my setting out the patio furniture, it does give me a sense that I am collaborating with Mother Nature and assisting in the Plan of Creation in some small way. Because Easter is about as late as it can get this year, first the chickadees and now the cardinals, neither apparently knowing when Easter is, have nonetheless noted the longer daylight hours in the evening, and today are checking out my still barren Easter Tree. At this rate they and their young will have moved out long before my Easter decoration even begins!
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