March 31

March at an end, and I am glad to bid farewell to this transitional month, which was more like February and less like April.

Still, the changes have come, and if we were able to suddenly compare how things looked and felt at the beginning of the month to how it appears today, we would scarcely believe the progress we’ve made. This is the way of March, slow changes that really do add up, preparing us for the pace of explosive growth that is soon to happen.

The yellow finches outside our dooryard are showing late March. Just three weeks ago, they were uniformly drab, hardly distinguishable from the house finches that visit the feeder. Today I see them mottled yellow and grey, and I know that each passing day will see less of the grey and more of the brilliant yellow.

Things are coming along, and we feel the spring beginning to accelerate.