All this week I’ve been hearing rumors of robin sitings.
Facebook Status Update: “I saw a robin!!”
Another one: “Robins! Yay!”
And another one: “No robins, but redwing blackbirds!”
Then yesterday, on the bike path, during my training run, I saw my first robin.
It’s amazing what the sighting of a little bird sets off in me. I want to thoroughly clean the house. And today I started by taking down heavy winter drapes and putting up the sheers. I mopped the floors; I bought a bouquet of flowers for the table.
I thought about changing the bedding, but I know that there are still cold nights ahead, so I didn’t. But I wanted to.
I am so ready for warm and sunny. I am ready for long days and lafuma chairs on the porch and sitting out at night and watching the stars. I am ready for flip flops and fires in the chiminea.
All this because I saw one robin in March.