tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2963973022593930704.post2422179633253866738..comments2024-03-15T18:27:32.697-07:00Comments on 86,400 Seconds: The AncestorsTarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03052375488090209961noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2963973022593930704.post-25832967863609512212018-01-03T06:42:52.062-08:002018-01-03T06:42:52.062-08:00"But we had meadow larks the year around, and..."But we had meadow larks the year around, and they sang all winter, too. "<br /><br />While reading diary entry, I had a feeling of déjà vu and recalled the meadowlarks singing in the winter in San Carlos, California. We could hear them singing as we listened to our high school English teacher.<br /><br />In this past week, I've noticed lively loud birdsong here. It sounds like spring, despite the below-freezing-cold days.<br /><br />If I haven't said Happy New Year already, "Happy New Year!"amhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09212213177713917828noreply@blogger.com