I always forget that spring comes in a rush in Northern New England. Seems like only a few days ago there were snow flurries and now there is green grass, daffodils and crocuses. Of course there is still the chance of a little snow but it gets less every day and the ground is getting so warm that it should not amount to much.
I have been weighing some opportunities that have come my way in the last few weeks. I was approached about serving on the board of trustees of a small local private college and asked to serve as the president of the local chamber of commerce within a month. I already give a fair amount of time as a member of the board of the Maine Conservation School and the Maine Tourism Association. This is the 50th anniversary of the Maine Conservation School and there are of course events to mark it which adds to the time commitment.
We usually have a pair of barred owls nesting in the woodlot next to the house but this year there seem to be more owls than usual around. Last evening I went out to exercise the dogs as it was just getting dark, when I opened the kennel gate the squeak caused an owl to holler and let everyone know that he was around. Because it was still pretty light I could make him out plainly in an oak tree about fifty yards away. We hear them frequently but this one was very plain to see. I ducked into the house and told Argy and the boys that they should come out and see this owl.
