Porch Setting

So I'm sitting here on the porch enjoying a frosty Uff-Da from New Glarus brewing with a couple of freshly shampooed and very tired Labrador retrievers.  It's mud season after all and we cleaned out 36 more nest boxes this afternoon.

Fighting-off sleep in the warmth of the spring sun the dogs and I watch the dark eyed juncos hopping-about feeding in the turf and flower beds.   These sweet little birds are rather energetic while the dogs and I are feeling pooped.

Then it occurs to me that these little snowbirds are only here for a short while.  Transients they are.   They’re winging their way north to their nesting grounds in the boreal forests of Canada and the far reaches of the Arctic.

Weariness is relative.