The North wind doth blow and we shall have snow,
and what will poor robin do then, poor thing?
He'll sit in a barn and keep himself warm
and hide his head under his wing, poor thing. poor thing. poor thing.
I'm not sure how many times this was sung yesterday, brought to my little ones' attention from this much- loved Elizabeth Mitchell album. Many, many times. Adelaide and I spent a good deal of time watching the beautiful robin birds take refuge in the old apple tree pictured above - about 15 of them off and on for an hour, as still as can be in the middle of the storm. I suppose that's the closest thing to a barn that we've got. (I had no idea how much of a bird watcher I'd grow up to be. I'm amazed by them.)
Meanwhile, on the inside, we did our best to busy ourselves on the should-be-spring day. Lots of little, puttering projects happened, like this little thing that I first saw over on The Black Apple several months ago. It's been in the back of my mind as a solution to my prone-to-tangling bowl of necklaces, and yesterday was just the perfect day to make it happen.
Just like Emily said - quite easy. I hot glued the buttons (a teal one, and then smaller white one on top) to a clear thumbtack, and stuck them (with a bit more glue for good measure) right on this shelf. Voila. No more tangled necklaces, and a simple bit of satisfaction on a very simple snowy spring day.
And today? Well, today I'm sure we'll see the robins quite clearly against the now-white of the same apple tree. So we'll watch for them. And then, we'll bring the sleds and hats and mittens back out. Because really, when it's this beautiful out there - 'wrong' season or not - jumping in just seems like the thing to do.
