Spring Sprung
by William Crisp
I know its February and spring doesn’t come, officially, until April but I think Spring is here. At the minimum I’ve seen signs of Old Man Winter losing his grip. It’ll still be cold, the weather crummy, and there will be more snow. Yet, he can’t stop the birds from coming. On the morning of February 25th Robins were flying around. I’ve seen other birds and crows were croaking their bad spring songs.
If you’ve noticed the sun is still out until six o’clock p.m. and even the creeks sound like their springy self. The real question about the change isn’t, “What is it?” But more, “What am I going to do about it?”
I spent a decent day at the range getting a few of the rifles sighted in for anticipated varmint hunting.