Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Who Needs a Groundhog?

There is a bird outside my bathroom window that is sure that it’s spring. There is 18 inches of snow on the ground and it’s still snowing. February has been the snowiest month in the history of our city—we’ve had 29.5 inches already and it’s just past Valentine’s Day. Still every day that bird sits in the dark morning ice, on a dried up, snow-covered berry bush and sings. Today, there were two birds singing in the bush—the same bush that in summer is so full of birds eating berries that when it swells it drowns out your thoughts and conversations. I am grateful to this bird and his friend. The song gives me hope.
It has been a very long, very lonely winter.

No comments:

Post a Comment