Sunday Morning Reflections

Dear Diary,

A new month.  So many birthdays and sad anniversaries in March but the hope of spring is in the air.  It has been such a weird winter without my squirrels and with so few birds.  Even my wild turkeys were MIA.  It really made me realize how much I relied on their comings and goings for the pages of this journal.  This quiet and hardly used water bowl is a reminder of their absence.  I am hoping that it won't be too long before my little chipmunks arise from their winter snooze...