I am becoming decidedly less tolerant of ignorance and bullshit every day. So, let's talk about other stuff, eh?
It's February 23rd and we're already hearing spring peepers. If you're not familiar with spring peepers, they're little frogs that start chirping in the springtime, looking for a lady peeper. It's a glorious chorus. Their symphony is one of the sure signs that Spring is here. We didn't have spring peepers in Colorado, and let me tell ya, I missed them. Now we're here and so are they. That makes me happy. The first time I heard them this year, I stopped what I was doing and told Hubs to listen. He was all like 'what?' and I said "SPRING PEEPERS!". =o)
My hyacinths are blooming. But my crocuses are barely peeking out of the ground. There are little leaves on my lilac bush. My roses are crazy with leaf buds and new branch buds. Keep your fingers crossed we don't get an unexpected cold snap. That would suck.
The eagles are still here, but I haven't seen a sapsucker in a couple weeks. My little friend, the ruby-crowned kinglet is visiting the suet less and less, but mainly because the bugs have awakened, and I assume he likes bugs better than suet. He needs to fatten up for his long journey north. Better for him to hunt bugs than spend his time on our porch eating the government cheese.
Bugs. Yeah, the one bad thing about Spring is that the bugs are waking up. Yesterday, Hubs and I went out on the back deck to enjoy the sun and the warmth, but there were so many little bugs, we came back inside. Bleh. And I woke up this morning to a bug bite on my arm. Gah. Hubs is already talking about when he's going to spray for ticks this year. Usually it's late March or early April. This year, it might be next week.
Speaking of bugs, I thought I saw a butterfly yesterday. I know I saw a wasp.
That's it for me today. What's it for you?