In the pink

Earlier this week we went from freezing morning temperatures to a more mild start to the day. I think it was on Wednesday morning when I noticed the sound of birds singing all around during my walk with Tasha. It sounded, and felt, like a nice spring morning. By contrast, frozen mornings are silent; only the occasional caw of a crow can be heard.

A pink sunrise on a frosty morning earlier this week.

So, I guess the transition from winter to spring is under way, even though we're still about six weeks from the equinox. That is not to say we won't have more cold weather, or even snow. February is famous for snow around here, at least that's been my experience. Last February is a good example.