I just saw one of the first signs of spring. Yeah, I know. Flowers have been coming out. We already have little purple ones, white ones, and yellow ones blooming. Oh yeah, those orange-red Indian Paintbrush too. Some trees have already blossomed and others are starting to get leaves on them. But that’s not what I was thinking about.
The ants have shown up again. They’ve pushed the dirt out of their holes and they’re keeping busy looking for food. I guess they sleep all winter and work really, really hard the rest of the year.
I’m not sure if I’d like that. If I slept all winter I’d miss playing in the snow – and the mud. And then I’d have to work very hard the rest of the year to make up for it. No naps – just work, work, work.
And I bet none of those ants have a person who helps them write a blog. So even if they did have fun nobody would know about it. And just think – if they tried to play ball they would get squished under it.
I’m sure glad God made me a dog.