Spring has sprung at the Old Radio Museum- 25th February, 2014

A pair of a bluebirds flitted around the nesting box, that hangs on the old oak, awaiting their arrival. They know if they don't claim their temporary home first, a tree sallow might.

Tree swallow, who looks as if he's imitating Groucho Marx, interlopes on the bluebird's nesting box.

A ground squirrel, it's tail curled high behind it,  scampers across the lawn. Songbirds break winter's silence with joyful choruses.  Crocus  burst though the soil,  reaching for the sun. 

Hyacinths, daffodils, tulips and irises, as if inspired by the crocus, stretch, then follow suit.

The thermometer hits 65 degrees. 

 Later blooming plants,  in various stages of awakening,  yawn at the sudden bursts of activity--but return to their slumber. The acreage around the Old Radio Museum seems to indicate, spring is here.

Regards- and Happy Spring!

Till next time,

Sue

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