In a mere four days spring arrives.  I usually start a countdown to spring earlier but this weather was unusually warmer.  The primrose and crocuses have bloomed.  The daffodils are next.  Pretty soon we will start planting pansies and other flowers.

The pansies went out into the yard despite the snow storm.  They had to get some sunlight and I promised I would put them in the garage after dusk.  Calling this a snow storm is stretching it a bit.  We are supposed to get, maybe, three inches of snow total in this spring snow storm.  The pansies my wife just bought could tolerate a little cold.  In fact, they don’t like warm temperatures.

My pansies are flourishing.  We bought lots of them and they are doing great in the various pots.  It is perfect weather for them–fifties and sixties most of the time.  I love looking at the different varieties.  Many of them are multicolored.  We never had so many.  It is a small thing but it gives my wife (and me) much joy to see another of God’s creations.  And my has He been busy. Every day my wife walks around the garden to make the next discovery.  Spring is aptly named.  Everything springs up.

The tulips in the garden were still closed. I noted the time: it was 10:30AM. I guess when the day progresses the tulips will open and at the end of the day close, again. That is a big mystery why they do that but they do.

Our garden has never had so many flowers in it. Pansies are all over. The daffodils are still blooming and there are different varieties which make it fun to look at. These get less sun so they took longer to bloom. Others had finished their bloom weeks ago.

The row of tulips planted last year all came up. There are at least three different varieties among them: pink, yellow and pink ones with yellow on them.

My wife has planted some seeds and we are still waiting for them to come up. It is a mystery to me what causes seeds to germinate. I help her a little more now for she has a bad back. The five different colored primrose are still abloom. It is still cool. Every morning I walk around the garden to see what is coming up next. There are always surprises.

A Carolina wren had made its nest in a pansy pot hanging from the garage door.  The nest faced the inside of the garage.  I spied the birds repeatedly getting and bringing pieces of suet to their young.  I stood below the nest and still could not hear the young.  A while back I had shined a flashlight into the nest and spotted three eggs in it.

Today when I opened the garage door I flushed two young wrens out of the nest and they half flew, half ran into my very disordered, cluttered garage.  Their parents were squawking very excitedly nearby.  I left the door open so eventually the two birds would find their way out.

I did see one bird against the far wall, then flapping near the entrance of the garage door.  I assumed it got out.

Then I had another encounter with another local denizen later on.  I could not understand why all of a sudden six cats were congregating near the computer.  Suddenly I spied a small mouse trying to evade their grasp.  scaredmouseI quickly trapped it with two sneakers and released it outside near the woods.  It must have been terrified for I checked the sneaker an hour later and it still was in there.  I encouraged it to run into the woods.  These were my two encounters with the creatures around my house.