The sun is reaching for the remaining snow around here. It is still deep in the woods by the roads especially on the north facing sections. But the shoulders of the roads hidden all winter have appeared. Georgian Bay in front of my home remains solid. Yesterday I heard my first starling of the season, such a nasty bird call. Made me wonder what is star-like about them to gain their name. I look forward to double digits in the high temperature for tomorrow, 10 degrees Celsius. I have wondered if the migrating birds are smart enough to read the weather along the way and to slow their arrival north. They need the ground uncovered and the plants growing, insects to feast upon, to make a go of it. I am extra weary of winter this year. I enjoy winter but each year as I get older it seems a bit too long and Spring in Ontario always starts as a cold, rainy, slow slide towards summer.