Editorial: Sign of spring? Or something else?
At first Patti Miller had to rub her eyes. The social services director at Kinnic Heath and Rehab on East Division Street had walked outside last week in single-digit cold. She was greeted by the sight of fluffed-up, chirping robins lining the branches of two trees next to nursing home.
“At first I thought, ‘What are all those birds?’” she said. “Then I saw the red breast and knew. Then I thought, ‘Oh, you poor things. You’ve made a terrible mistake.’”