A flurry of white just danced past the window. Could it be that the East Coast's winter weather demon is rearing its head in the Pacific Northwest? Like cartoon characters, we comically double blink as if to refocus our view. Ahhh, false alarm. It was a springtime breeze that blew a gust of white petals (and not snow) from a neighbor's flowering pear tree. Blooms are bursting open in waves all around the neighborhood. We wish the same for our East Coast friends very soon.
Lately, we’ve been waking to the cheerful chirps of morning songbirds, as well as the sound of our old friend the woodpecker who has returned to announce the arrival of spring by rhythmically pecking at our metal chimney cap. It’s as if he hammers out “how was your winter, old mate?” with the cadence of a machine gun. Call him nature’s alarm clock.Read More