Last week was freezing here in mid-Michigan. The Polar Vortex gave us unbelievably frigid temperatures. Along with biting cold, the bone-chilling wind chills made me want to stay indoors. Then, we had a brief warm up to almost fifty degrees. And, now…well…we have ice everywhere. I am afraid to ask what Mother Nature has in store for us next.
I took extra care on keeping my feeders full. I had numerous winged visitors and a few furry ones.
Even though, I generally do not mind winter. I mean, the changing seasons is why I enjoy Michigan. But, I must admit, I am looking forward to Spring.
Waiting patiently for Spring, Michigan was hit was some wintry weather last weekend. Knocking out my power for a couple of days, the ice storm was not a welcome visitor. My main concerns were my pump and freezers (I have 3). Other than that, I actually don’t mind the quietness of being unplugged for a couple of days.
I admit I prefer snow over ice any day. The ice just is not safe especially for me. Yes, I fell. I am fine, just bruised.
During the wintry mix, filling the bird feeders was one of my priorities.
Several kinds of birds frequented my feeders. Since I had no power anyway, I took a lot of pictures. The little Goldfinch was one my favorites. He (I think) just did not seem happy with the surrounding conditions.
On a positive note, the sun is shining brightly today. Maybe Spring will actually show up.
The setting sun always attracts me. Tonight, even though the temps were low, I had to go out to take photos. The wind blew the crisp air across my face as soon as I stepped out the door. But I still could not help but capture the setting sun.
My advice: always find a moment to watch the sunrise or the sunset. Each one is different. The stolen moments before or after a chaotic day provides a sense of calm.
Michigan’s weather temperatures are slowly decreasing. Winter is here. Most people should understand the colder weather is a normal part of living in Michigan in December. I personally do not mind the colder weather. But the high winds make going outside difficult. Feeding the little Sparrows and other winter birds is a cold process. However, if I do not feed them daily, the birds sit on my porch. So every time, I walk by my sliding glass window, I see them peering in at me. Yes, I am convinced this is a guilt trip tactic.
Tonight, you can tell snow is on the way. There’s a heaviness in the air. According to the weatherman, the next couple of days should only bring about three inches of snow. So, if you are out and about in Mid-Michigan, drive safely.
I believe that winter’s tough, but spring’s coming.
I believe that there’s a growing season.
And I think that you realize that in life, you grow.
You get better.”
The calendar may have officially ushered in the spring season. But, winter is still having the last word.
Social media is full of complaints of the day snowfall. Even though, I would love to see warm sunny days. I realize this is Michigan. This is normal. We always seem to have a “spring snow” around this time of year. I know everyone is impatient. Mother Nature seems to have her own time table.
Forgetting Mother Nature is in charge is always a mistake.
Living in Michigan, I use to the weather changing. After a couple of days of extremely cold weather, we are now in the midst of a winter snow advisory. I guess Mother Nature is not quite ready to let spring take over completely.
Needless to say, I still find the falling snow beautiful.
Today, January 5, 2017, is known as National Bird Day. How can you not love an entire day dedicated to our fine feathered friends? As a nature lover, I find birds fascinating. Every species seems to have a unique personalities and behavior patterns. During the colder winter months, I sit and watch the birds from the warmth of my home.
When the feeder is low or empty, the little Chickadees are very vocal.
Whereas the little Sparrows line up and stare at me from the edge of the roof or the nearby shrubbery bush, both methods get my attention. I am usually adding seeds to the feeder immediately.
After the feeders are full, the Mourning Doves cautiously gather seeds on the ground.
When the Blue Jay comes to the feeder, all the other birds fly away.The Blue Jay’s presence always seems larger in life. The site of the deep red Cardinals against the snow covered ground is always breathtaking.
The older I get, the more I love to watch the birds. Yes, I photograph them too. But there are days where I just like to observe. Of course, my observations usually end up in one of my stories. I mean, how can you not imagine little fairies or other small woodland spirits riding on the back of the birds to defend Mother Nature and the rest of the natural realm.
The time when everything bursts with its las beauty,
as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.”
Today, Thursday, September 22, 2016, is the first official day of autumn. While ushering in the fall season, the day marks the end of summer. I personally love this time of year. Even as a child, I just found the fall season fascinating.
The crisp fall air suddenly ushers in cooler nights. The sunsets occur earlier, bringing perfect weather for stargazing and bonfires.
The local football season is in full swing. Pumpkin spice is a major ingredient in various products. As the season slowly marches on, changing leaves bursts into vivid color across the Michigan landscape. Bringing one last moment of natural beauty before the blanket of winter engulfs the area.
Walking through nature, I can honestly view the signs of the wildlife preparing for the upcoming cold winter months. I love watching the squirrels and chipmunks gather acorns. The little critters scamper across the dirt paths in front of me. Of course, the chipmunks chatter loudly in my direction as if to tell me I am intruding on their personal space.
I try to enjoy these last moments of fall before winter brings nature to a quiet standstill.
Most of the time, I find Mother Nature endearing. I love Michigan’s changing seasons. With that being said, I want warmer weather. I know I get what I get. But today with the mixture of heavy snow, freezing rain, and sleet I must admit I am ready for warmer weather.
My poor early blooming flowers are looking pathetic under the weight of the snow and ice.
With that being said, I must admit I am grateful (despite the dreary day) I started a warm fire and spent the rest of the day doing what I love most….writing.
At least, the updated weather forecast shows signs of improvement, I just would like to spend some extra time outdoors without being cold and wet.