Waiting

I am much like the Captain's wife that walks the roofwalk, or as some know it, the widow's walk each spring.  Instead of scanning the horizon across the ocean, I scan the blue skies and the bare leaved treetops. I am waiting for the return of my osprey. The first ones have appeared in this county about seven days ago. "My" osprey usually arrive on or around the 15th of March. Today is the 19th