It must be spring

Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word

-- lyrics by Eleanor Farjeon; as sung by Cat Stevens

Today I saw the first red-winged blackbird of the year.



I also saw the first Eastern Bluebird.

Two days in a row of sunny weather, and the start of Daylight Savings Time. Life is good. The Canada Geese certainly think so. It's fun to watch them react to other flocks as they pass overhead, but mostly they are quiet neighbors.



The mallards are present in larger numbers. Apparently, despite the shallow water, there's something worth eating in Honey Creek.



In addition to the bluebird, blackbird, ducks, and geese, this morning I saw:

• A song sparrow
• Several finches
• A few juncos still hanging around
• Pair of cardnials
• Two blue jays
• Mourning doves
• Beaucoup de starlings
  
• A robin
• Three squirrels, none of them in my birdfeeders

The household chores are calling, but hopefully I'll have time later today to get out and explore a little more.

Update: I can now add a chickadee, a grackle, a house sparrow, and a red-tailed hawk to the count.