This weekend is the spring equinox and I think its truly here on time this year. I heard the first wood frogs chirping their funny little quacks on a misty morning run early Tuesday. All of our neighbors are pulling their taps and boiling off the last of this season’s syrup. At my sister’s farm the lamb count is 12 and growing. Concerning as it is after such a mild Maine winter, spring is always welcome.
The bees have been flying many afternoons the past two weeks (both hives survived!) looking for nectar that they will hopefully find soon in the maple blossoms and early bulbs.
Monday we sighted this rare large butterfly flitting about the yard.