What A Strange Day~

Our happy Visitors~ it is hard to find a pond around here that has not dried up.

 Please pray for rain~snow. We need it so badly. Our pond is down at least 6 feet or more. 

Yesterday,  we set a record temperature of 72 degrees. Normally in Missouri at the end of January it is freezing cold and snowing and blowing~ but not yesterday.

I am not complaining. It was wonderful to get outdoors and hose down all the winter dirt and grime.

This little guy even came out of hibernation for the day. I scolded him and told him to head back where he came from~ with a warming it is way too soon to be waking up. He was a little sluggish until I accidentally sprayed him with the hose. I dried him off as I was giving him the scolding.

Then towards afternoon my backyard was covered in robins~ it seemed like a sea of them. No kidding! I bet there were at least a hundred or so. They were singing such a sweet little song~ felt like Spring. I am just sure they are confused~ or maybe just passing through~ "It is way too soon!"

At four o'clock this morning I woke up to thunder and lightning. This Missouri girl had to get up and seize the moment. I love the sound of a spring storm. I walked outside and breathed in the spring like air and watched the lightning dance across the sky. All the while telling the sky~ "It is way too soon." But I sure enjoyed it!

HERE IS OUR FORECAST FOR TODAY AND TOMORROW~ I told you, "It is way too soon!"

TodayJan 29

51^°F

26^°F

T-Showers

CHANCE OF RAIN:

50%

 

WIND:

NW at 14 mph

Details

WedJan 30

29^°

15^°

AM Snow Showers / Wind

CHANCE OF SNOW:

40%

 

WIND:

NW at 24 mph

(photo source~ weather.com)

It really is way too soon but spring is just around the corner. Now that is something to celebrate!

Song of Solomon 2:11-13

 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;

 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;

 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.