Pussy Willows

OK, I'll admit to two things.

First, these are actually catkins. Pussy willows probably grow on willows rather then on whatever this is.

Second, the tree was so far away that I should have used a tripod. Still, they are an early sign of spring in a season of cold sunshine, bird song and a total lack of green buds.

The mallard population has doubled since I first saw them last week. There are now 10 mallards in the little pond in the park. Oddly enough there are six drakes to only four ladies. I really need to get back to watching for "The Great February Bird Count"

This from Amy's "Edges" for today.
FEBRUARY 16
Isaiah 30:18 And therefore will the Lord wait, that He may be gracious unto you,...blessed are all they that wait for Him.

Did you ever put these two "waits" together like that? Perhaps there is a fear at the back of your mind just as a fear is sometimes at the back of mine. Perhaps nobody knows of it, or would only smile if they heard it. Never mind: read these words and let them lead you into peace.