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| Painted Lady sipping breakfast from North Star cherry blossoms |
The sun is shining, the air is warm, the grass is green and the Garden Center was Crazy Busy yesterday…
I think, I Hope…
YES! It’s finally here! Let the gardening begin!
A little creek by my house that feeds into the Illinois River, usually not this high- They closed the road shortly after this shot.
We were fortunate. We were high enough above the Illinois river in our part of Morris. But for those in Marseilles, Seneca, and Ottawa who lost everything, may God Bless them with strength and courage as they recover from their loses. And God bless the angels who donated their time and services to the flood victims. Your reward will be great!
The calendar says it’s spring. The weatherman keeps saying it’s spring. There are robins and turkey buzzards everywhere… so why did I freeze my butt off setting up the garden center today?
I don’t think it made it over 23 degrees today- and let’s not even mention the windchill! And to think this time last year it was 80 degrees!
Okay Mother Nature, we get it. You are a master prankster. The best of the best! Now can we Please have our usual Spring?
While we are waiting, here’s a pretty Peony blossom from my old garden, in Warm Weather…
When did the Weather people start naming the winter storms? We had Q (literally) and now Saturn… what were the others? Did I miss the memo?
Anyway, here we are in March already and Northern Illinois woke up to more snow this morning! I know we need the moisture but I’d love to see some spring daffodils instead. I’ve got the itch to start my new garden!
And from the amount of birds I have at my feeders today, I’d say they are ready for spring too!
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| grumpy goldfinch ready for spring! |
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| goldfinches, cardinal & song sparrow |
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| male cardinal |
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| titmouse |
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| female cardinal |
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| assorted finches (yes, cardinals are a finch) |
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| cold dove |
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| cardinal |
Took a drive through Starved Rock State Park yesterday to look for bald eagles. Only saw a few here and there along the Illinois river. Some were flying, some were perched in the bare trees over the water. This one, a juvenile, was sitting in the snow picking at what might have been a fish.
Did you know it takes five years before a bald eagle gets it’s white plumage?