The first day of spring didn’t look anything spring-like
what with the snow and the cold, but today, the second day of spring, you could
tell that something was different. I was out this morning looking for ducks
along the river. When I drove up to my viewing spot I was surprised to see a
canoe on the river. Maybe they were getting some early practice in for the
regatta?
Well there went any hopes I had of finding ducks because
they would have fled from the canoe. Even so there was quite a lot of bird
activity in the trees, juncos, blue jays, a Hairy woodpecker, titmice and
chickadees. I looked around hoping that I might find some new spring arrivals,
but they were all the usual winter mix.
I moved further down the river, but any ducks had already
fled from the canoe that had gone through. I parked the car and walked across
the bridge. As I did so I became more and more aware of something that had been
missing…and there it was, the dawn chorus, starlings singing, grackles grackling,
red winged blackbirds her-ko-leeing, chickadees phee-o-beeing, blue jays calling,
crows cawing, a pileated was also making a racket and a few hooded mergansers
that had returned only to find me there were also making noise. Two sparrows (song
sparrows I think) were flitting among the bushes. One lit on top of a branch and sang a lovely little melody. I just stood there and drank in the sound of
all the birds singing letting it chase away the winter blues.
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