What a nice surprise!

Yesterday I was on the phone with my mother and told her about a pair of bluebirds in my front yard. One of them kept going over to a spot low on the trunk of an apple tree. Today I went over to investigate and found there's a hole in the trunk where a limb was cut off long ago. Inside the hole, all nestled in and blinking at me, was a chickadee!

That totally made up for the fact that we'd just returned home from the laundromat.

OH! And do you know what my little piece of Minnesota smells like today? Dry grass and hot pine needles. Just like I remember, mostly from school.