Spring! Spring!
The bird is on the wing!
My word - absurd!
The wing is on the bird.
What is it about spring that brings out our deep-rooted silliness? Joy that winter is leaving us? Physiological response to more hours of sunlight? Elevated temperatures overheating our still-frozen brains?
I don't know, but I'm rejoicing in each and every sign that spring is approaching. This morning I heard a Phoebe - I'm not great on IDing birds calls, but that one's pretty unmistakable - so the migrants are returning. Seconded by the multiple flocks geese flying overhead, the sunlight still visible at 7pm, and the second day of greater than 40 degree temperatures. Not only are there mud puddles, there are vast clear swaths of street, sidewalk, and driveway, and even a few bare patches of lawn.
Maybe the red-winged blackbirds aren't all that far behind!
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Unquestionably, it's the longer days. More time to do stuff we enjoy, even after a day at the office.
It all turns me into an insufferable goofball.
goofball? maybe.
insufferable? never!
a phoebe!! I can't wait to hear them again. I named my dog after my most favorite flycatcher.. it's fun saying fee-BEE all day :)
good to find another nature blog/bird lover from Michigan!
whoops, left the wrong url.. I'll repost it ;)
Hi, Cindy - Thanks for stopping by! I've been reading your blog, Woodsong, and enjoying the photos as well as your writing. Being new to Michigan, I'm delighted to find a kindred spirit nearby.
Give Phoebe a hug for me, and tell her there's a bird down here calling her name. :)
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