
Drop by drop
drip by drip
we get released
from winters grip



Drop by drop
drip by drip
we get released
from winters grip



It took awhile this year but we finally ran into our first Horned Lark of 2020. He was perched upon this well worn fence post along a quiet country road a week to two back. Glad to have him back in town and seeing him brings a bit of solid rhythm to what has been a spring that’s been lacking its normal beat.

With a disgusted look on their face an American Robin wonders where spring has gone. Standing on a pond that was liquid as liquid can be only a few days prior and the forecast ahead points to another chilly couple of days. Really?
Spring can be so fickle yet this guy will tough it out.

Just down the road, where the sun hits just right, is a small patch of earth warmed by the sun where the snow has melted and the Sagebrush Buttercups are already springing to life.
Growing low to the ground with their buttery shiny-waxy petals these wonderful little flowers are a challenge to photograph yet fun nonetheless. They are a bit poisonous to the touch so take care if handling them as they can cause blistering.

While a few were blooming most we still just on their way.


A wonderful sign that spring is indeed on it’s way despite the recent snows.


As spring slowly makes it’s way into our area we have had an influx of Dark-eyed Juncos in the neighborhood. First we noticed a few foraging for seed on the ground and within a week or so that two became ten or more at a time. When not foraging the males have begun to sing their musical trill while perched in the trees nearby. A wonderful spring chorus to liven days now spent at home.

On a recent spring day we were treated to a nice dose of morning breath but not the icky kind.
Basking in the warmth of the morning sunlight an American Bison passes by and glances our way. A beautiful morning yet chilly enough we could still see the Bisons breath as they slowly meandered by.

The prior evening was snowy and cold, yet, as so often happens in March these Bighorn Sheep arose to find a sunny sky. So today they basked in the warmth and let out a big collective ahhhh!
And the Pronghorn did the same.


With snow still covering the fields the Mountain Bluebirds have made their return. Yes, at this point there are only a few scattered along the county roads staking out the prime real estate and empty nesting boxes, but what a welcome sight they are.

The male a brilliant blue perched upon an old fence post was a welcome sight on this mid-March afternoon.

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.

Good things are heading your way. In this case it’s a Yellow Headed Blackbird that has returned to the marsh and that means spring is sure to follow.
You must be logged in to post a comment.