As of Friday the finches have returned. They're on the thistle feeders still sporting their olive-drab plumage.
The tree swallows have returned.
A northern flicker was picking-about in the yard.
If you step out on the porch in the night air you can hear the distant peenting of the woodcock as they perform their mating display - the sky dance in the night air.
The red wing blackbirds have formed gigantic bachelor flocks and are raising a racket.
And I can hear the pileated woodpecker hammering on a snag in the distant woods.
Sure hope we don't get a late season blizzard...
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