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DSCN4291There are signs all around. They present themselves as bits and pieces of spring. The cheerful tweet of robins looking for this year’s nesting spot. The mating mallards on the Cutoff pond. The far-off calling of Sandhill Cranes, their rolling gurgle a primal song, the cranes, themselves, mere specks of dust in the sky as they wend their way north to nesting grounds.

This morning, a loud sign, the sound of a changing season, as city crews made their rounds, the first of this year, chipping fallen branches left out on the curb.

Homeward bound, I spied a Cooper’s hawk swooping low and drifting into the wetlands of the Wolf Road Prairie; predator and prey maintaining nature’s balance.

A tentative rearranging of coats and closets has begun. Tentative in this neck of this woods because temperatures still fluctuate frenetically, snow is not unheard of this late, gloves and heavy socks are still gainfully employed. Still-in-all, there is an almost imperceptible greening going on. The sun feels warmer. The days are longer. The tips of trees are swollen with the hint of buds to be . . .

 

. . . and guess who was recently found napping on an arbor seat as if he did not have a care in the world? Midnight. the wandering neighborhood cat, who stopped by for an impromptu visit.

(I am experiencing some technical difficulties, unable to connect links, add more than one photo, and a few other teeth gnashing tasks, so, dear friends, I will leave this post as it is, and call it a day, with hopes that all is well in your part of world, as you, too, change seasons.   Penny)

 

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DSCN3732I do enjoy visitors, especially during the holiday season; tap on the door or a ring of a bell is welvome. Even a meow makes me smile as I welcome a guest. So it was as I came in from getting the mail on the day of Tom’s surgery. Tom was settled on the couch after a bite to eat, so I suited up against the cold and trudged to our roadside mailbox. Just as I arrived back at the door, I heard a meow, turned around, and there was Midnight, our friendly neighborhood feline.

DSCN3734We exchanged pleasantries for a moment before I opened the door to set the incoming mail down and to fetch a bowl of milk, which Midnight knows is always offered to him at our home on the Cutoff.

Seemingly sated, Midnight licked his chops, and appeared to wonder aloud where his buddy Tom was. On warm summer days, Midnight often stops by for a visit when Tom lunches on the deck.

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Once inside, I shut the door and went up the four steps to the kitchen, where I decided to turn on the lights to a little tree we have sitting in front of the door to the deck. Just as the lights flickered on, what to my wondering eyes should appear but Midnight, meowing a hearty hello to his buddy, Tom, who could just make out the cat’s jet black form from where he was resting.

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A very nice visit, indeed!

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