Well the groundhog may have seen his shadow resulting in the ever-dreaded prediction of six more weeks of winter, but robins and various other birds in our neighborhood are singing sweet songs of spring! All weekend long I have sat in my recliner taking it easy (chronic illness is for the birds, no pun intended…) but the hundreds of birds flying back and forth from our home to the forest across the street put a bit of “spring” in my step this afternoon!