This is the third year in a row I have used the title: march marmot. But, this is the earliest date, by nearly two weeks. Maybe it is the particularly warm mid March; maybe it is the happenstance of when I look. Yet, today I saw a Yellow-bellied Marmot sunning itself on a bank overlooking an ice-covered bay. The marmot season around the Lake has begun.
What a fine-looking fellow! The state of his coat makes me want to reach for the comb I use to groom my large elderly cat: but really, he is perfect just the way he is. (The older I become, the more I find delight in every creature that shares the world with us. So many lessons for humans to learn …)
Exciting. So it really does exist: spring and all its accouterments? A most pleasing image on this snowy Rosslanday.