Last week I came home to find my yard full of red robins. About 50 of them at least. And the fact that it was about 30 degrees outside didn’t seem to bother them.

Every year for at least the past 7 years or so, my son and I have always sent each other a text message whenever one of us sees the “first robin of Spring”. It has become a little ritual of sorts for us, and it always brings a smile to my face.

Generally it has been a warmish, sunny day, on or around the first day of Spring. But this year the robins made an early appearance, which really delighted me because I am seriously averse to cold weather and am SO ready for Spring. Read more