The snow is melting, but I keep hearing rumors of more to come. Time will tell. I'm over this long winter and ready to see signs of spring. I've spotted a few robins, but I want to see green shoots pushing through the muddy earth and the smells of spring. The girls in the hen house are sick of being cooped up (literally). We open their door daily, but they have no desire to leave the roost when the ground is snowy and I don't blame them at all.