First ones to the swamp

That intrepid one, she could teach scared-little-me a thing or two.

Halle-flippin-luja. I'll mark today as the day when the edge of the dinosaur swamp is thawed about two feet in, rejoicing that Spring can't be far away now. I used to walk our doggie around this wetland frequently during all seasons, carefully observing the small changes that signaled the bigger ones. As soon as the ice melts a bit further out, the migrating ducks will appear in great hordes, followed by the regulars and the occasional egret. In summer it's a bit boggy for my taste but still cool, teeming with wildlife and bugs.

A guy with a dog wanted to know why I was crouching near the edge so I told him about blipfoto and the traveling duckies. Neither of us had anything to write with but he said he'd remember it. Right. I think I'll pop a little post-it pad in my camera bag.

Tonight, a thunderstorm, Wednesday two inches of snow. Joy. Two steps forward, ten steps back. That's March in the upper Midwest for ya. You betcha. Actually, we don't talk like that here-for those who have seen the movie Fargo.

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