Perhaps our truce will continue into the spring ass who has time to quarrel when the sky is so blue.
Surrender
Perhaps our truce will continue into the spring ass who has time to quarrel when the sky is so blue.
Tag: spring
Perhaps our truce will continue into the spring ass who has time to quarrel when the sky is so blue.
And then there were Juncos
Absent from the area most of the winter the Dark Eyed Juncos have returned. First one, then two now quite a few. Hanging out in the trees on a typical spring day with some snow, some sunset mostly in-between. Soon we will hear the calling from the tree tops and the juniper bushes nearby. Another wonderful sign spring is on it’s way.
Spring Skies
Late March Skies where a faint song of spring is in the sky yet winter sings along.
You never know what will be over the horizon. Snow, rain or a cloudless bluebird sky.
Snow in the mountain yet the geese fly north.
Yes, Spring is indeed in the air.
Early Riser
We usually don’t see Chippie up this early in the spring. However with the snow rapidly receding and the temperatures somewhat above average Chippie, two in fact, have decided it was time to get busy and awake from a winter in their dens.
Last we we noticed two Chipmunks darting and foraging non-stop even though the grass is still very brown and many parts of the landscape are still covered in a blanket of snow. This guy found a few morsels under the bird feeder where a selective Red-Breasted Nuthatch had discarded a few seeds onto the ground.
Almost But Not Quite
Almost but not quite. Red Winged Blackbirds are back in town but the shoulder badges on the males are not quite a vibrant red and the sky is still a bit grey and wintery this day. Almost, but not quite, spring is indeed in the air. I can hear this blackbird singing.
Blue Friday
Perched along a country road the male Mountain Bluebirds have return to lay claim to the nest boxes nearest to what they consider the best feeding grounds. While the ground may still bear snow these guys know the early bird gets the girl.
Lemmonhead
The changes may be subtle but in only a work-weeks time Mr Lemmon Chin has become Mr. Lemmonhead.
Horned Lark 2021
Although snow is still piled high in the farm fields outside of town and night-time temperatures are well below freezing. Just like clockwork the Horned Larks have returned to grace the roadsides the second week of March. While most darted off into those snow filled fields as we gingerly drove the country roads this guy perched on a little snow mound and posed for a minute and two. It was nice to get a good long look at this guy and when the Horned larks return it is another sure sign spring is on its way.
Mr. Lemmon Chin
It is a sure sign that spring is coming when the male Goldfinches begin to develop just that bit of yellow beneath their beak. In a few weeks time we will watch his feathers turn and he will be wearing his breeding suit and become a brilliant lemon yellow.
Oh how Time marches son.
It leaves no doubt
Bluebird sky and sleeves rolled up.
Although the snow is still piled high a day like this leaves no doubt spring is on its way.
nature has no boss 
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