February 24, 2010
Several little experiences in the past few days have reminded me that, yes, there will be an end to this seemingly endless gray, colder-than-normal winter. I came home last Sunday night just at dark and out behind the dam where I live, there were thousands of little peeping frogs singing in a chorus, giving thanks for that spring-like day. Earlier in the day, coming home from Charlotte I'd seen hundreds of robins on the sides of the roads as they migrate through the area, another harbinger of warmer weather. They usually come through on the ragged edges of cold weather, it seems. Then this morning, I got up and was watching a bufflehead duck swimming on the lake, diving for food. Several spots that looked like a breeze on the water were moving toward me and once they got close enough, I realized they were large schools of minnows, come to the slightly warmed surface. In all likelihood, there were bass under them looking for a meal, judging from the movement of the school. Or at least there will be soon. And that's when the larger fish start looking for a place to bed in shallow water, a sure sign that spring is at hand.