Most of them were so close to the dyke trail that you could see them clearly without the aid of binoculars or a spotting scope.
This week I decided to revisit the owls and brought along my little granddaughter so she see snowy owls up close. (The word “owl” is one of the first words she mastered before she was 18 months old.)
Instead of the 30 something owls I expected to see, there were only 4 left. I overheard someone say that the owls have started on their Northern return journey to the Arctic.
Somehow most migratory creatures have a clear sense of the ever changing seasons.
I can feel it in the air – spring is almost here! For yours truly, daylight savings time marks the transition from the dark, damp winter to a brighter and longer spring season.
“But concerning the times and the seasons, brethren, you have no need that I should write to you.” 1 Thessalonians 5:1(NKJV)
I wonder if most believers realize that there are also changing seasons in a person’s life; and if they do, I wonder if we make the most of each season?