It was a mere four weeks ago that Wiarton Willie came out of his hole and predicted six more weeks of winter.
The rodent flat-out lied!
Winter's over. Spring has sprung. A few days ago I heard a mourning dove cooing for the first time in months. The Canada Geese who wintered in the Carolinas have been settling in the marsh across the way with a great whoop-dee-doo of honking and general sqawkery.
And today the Farm Manager spotted a pair of Sandhill Cranes on her trip into town.
But the surest sign that winter's over? Today, the last day of February, the first spandex-clad wannabe bicycle racer of the season pedalled silently past...
Gonna be a long season.