Weather & wildlife thoughts on the dawn of spring
|photos by Jonathan Schechter|
A delightful symphony of all frog species drifts in sultry winter evening air. And the first toad of the
season trilled from a swamp in Oakland County on the last night of winter, instead of June!
A snake basked on my sunny woodpile that should be capped in crusty snow.
Barred owls hoot back and forth in broad daylight.
Creatures of all sizes and shapes are restless, perhaps they sense this weather is not the
norm, for who are we to question their finely adapted abilities to be aware of, and wary
of the changing environment around them.
We are just humans locked in our own little worlds, a world often light-years removed from true
awareness of nature. Today is Day 4 of consecutive days of records high.
Powerful tornadoes with strange movement patterns this winter should have sent a message:
Global warming is no longer some alien concept of Al Gore.
Something is happening.
Perhaps you, like me, will wonder what spring and summer may bring.
Perhaps we forgot we share the same sun, earth, moon, wind and weather of our wild brethren.