A Real Groundhog Day

Six weeks ago, Old Punxy Phil saw his shadow and declared 6 more weeks of winter.  What we "enjoyed" in those ensuing 6 weeks is debatable depending on what part of the country you inhabit.  For some, it probably feels like you have yet another 6 weeks.  I assure you... you don't.  Luckily, March snow melts quickly, right?

Here on the farm, we have our own version of Phil.  Meet Bee Haven Bill.

Bill lives in the three-sided woodshed on the side of our house.  

Yesterday, Bill emerged, 

stretched nice and tall, and caught a glimpse of his long shadow for the first time in a while.  (The sun's been a little absent most days of late.)

When he saw it, he declared, "Spring is here!"

Then he set about to find some lunch.

"Ahhhh... now that is tasty!"

"Nom, nom, nom, nom, nom..."

Now that's the kind of Groundhog Day I like!

We've had an inkling that someone is living in the woodshed, behind the neatly stacked piles of wood.  Yesterday we got proof, as old Bill sauntered across the pallets and snuck in behind the logs on the left half of the shed.

Minutes later, he squeezed back out - this time beneath the logs and through the pallets.  For as big and healthy as he looks, he is able to flatten himself like a pancake as he army-crawls his way to freedom.

He's a cute little fellow with a big personality... and seems to enjoy posing for photographs! 

Yesterday was a perfect day... sunny, with temperatures reaching 60 degrees.  The sunrise was magnificent as I walked the horses up to the pasture for their grazing time...

intensifying as the minutes passed.

This is precisely why I love getting up early in the morning.

There's no doubt about it... Spring has arrived!!

Wishing you the luck of the Irish, today!

We'll chat again on Monday.