I'm constantly amazed at how quickly the sun returns to us. It's just under two weeks since the return of the sun and already it is rising before 09:30am. The House already feels warmer with the heat gain of three hours or so of direct sun, and everything feels renewed. People are walking with more of a bounce in their step, and smiles seem to come quicker. You can already feel this renewal in nature as well.
The House Hare has returned. We've not seen much of him/her all winter, but the past week has given evidence of his taking up residence under the House in the form of tracks, his attempts to dig down to the sustenance buried beneath the snow, and um, the end result of that sustenance.
But more than anything else you notice the renewal of the Ravens, my constant companions up here. You always saw them through the dark season, but it was always a furtive view. They didn't seem to foray much, conserving their energy to find their food in the hours of twilight. Ah, but now... now they demonstrate how they own the air, tumbling and chasing each other, flocking to the dog team that just got fed. And they are, for a lack of a better word, enjoying their last large gatherings at the dump, before they disperse to the land, to take advantage of summers bounty and to raise their young. During they Great Backyard Bird Count I twice saw over one hundred gathered there, lining the hills around the dump, in pockets of up to thirty birds.
They've also returned to visiting our decks, and I daily enjoy two or three while they preen and converse just outside of my window. Two days ago as I returned from an errand two of them sat near the back door, and rather that springing away as I exited the truck they stood their ground, and we watched each other from ten feet away, renewing our acquaintance and the small amount of trust that they show me.
This is an incredible land, one that changes daily with the growing light. You can tell just how incredible it is, the Ravens like it, and they gather here.