January, the hard, white heart of winter, kinda like a jawbreaker that just won't melt....And yet....a different season is sneaking in unannounced and mostly unheralded.
Or at least pretty much.
A friend has shared photos of maple sap flowing, but he is a kidder, so it is hard to know.
However, down at the boat launch yesterday, we saw a big sapcicle, hanging in a Maple tree so...guess it is true
And the Carolina Wrens are singing their hearts out after being quiet all Winter.
Still, whether the trees or the southern transplant birds believe it or not, there is a lot of winter yet to come.
|But we did find a fork in the road|