Springtime in the Country
Beautiful day yesterday, sunny, 69° or 70°. The trees have been leafing out. The asparagus is coming up next to the old garage. The grass is green, and the lawn is sprinkled with dandelions and violets. The farmers have been busy out in the fields, out here in the Iowa countryside.
And you can hear the birds singing outside. I can't do justice to all the birdsongs. I hear them out the window. It reminds me of back when I was a kid, and my brother and I would be staying at our grandparents' farm house up in central Wisconsin. And with the window open in the evening, you could hear those birds singing, too-wit, too-wee, chee-chee-chee-chee-chee, down the road and over amongst the pines.