Signs of Spring

Forget the groundhog, for me the first sign of Spring is the first chicken egg. The last time I bought eggs was before Zeste and Sel started laying them three years ago. Now that I have my own chickens though I get to spend more money per egg and go all winter without fresh eggs. I don’t know why everyone doesn’t keep pet chickens.

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This year the hens must be a bit confused. The weather has been beautifully clear and bright, with fresh grass sprouting on the ground and even the occasional smell of flowers on the air. But each day I peeked in the nesting box to find it empty. When I woke up on Valentine’s Day to a blanket of snow I was not expecting to find anything, but there it was, a promise of warmer weather and brighter mornings on the day a sea of slush covered the yard and the mountain gleamed bright white under what must have been meters of snow.

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Either Zeste or Sel decided to leave me a present. It was at that moment that a blob of slush slid out of the birch tree and hit me in the face.

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The other sign of Spring? Dog hair. The epic coat blow where I’m drowning in hair and I get to sit and brush enough undercoat out of Suki to knit a hat for next winter. We’re not quite there yet though.

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What are your signs that Spring is on its way?

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