I couldn’t believe my ears!
Said ears wore two hoods and a fleece ear warmer
to protect them on my cold morning run, so I thought that perhaps they were
imagining things. Maybe my huffing and puffing just sounded weird in the wind.
Conch-klr-eieh!
(sic)
Could it be? No, it can’t be, I thought. It’s
just the middle of February. They can’t be here yet! The groundhog, the Weather
Channel, the old farmers at the gas station—they all said that there’s no
chance of an early spring.
Conch-klr-eieh!
Conch-klr-eieh!
Spring’s song reverberated from across the
canal. Then I saw them: the red-winged blackbirds are back—early.
“The time of
the singing [of birds] has come….” –SONG OF SOLOMON 2:12 (AMP)
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