This morning, well it's frigid (19F, -7.2C). The wind chill makes it feel like 10F. The entire site is basically a skating rink, so I didn't do any Scooby Dooing (is too a verb) around the property. Of course, I had to feed the cat before leaving, so I braved the icy walk to the building where she's been holed up (the other heated building onsite), using two broomstick handles to steady myself as I traversed the frozen ground.
Although the site is icy, and the air is cold, there are signs that Spring is imminent, particularly a sound which seemed incongruous on such a Winter's day:
If you listen carefully, you can hear a distinctive trilling sound repeated several times. That is the surest harbinger of Spring in the Northeastern United States, the call of the red-winged blackbird (Agelaius phoeniceus). These brash birds tend to favor marshy areas, such as much of this site. They are always a welcome presence, and hearing them warmed my heart on this cold, cold morning.
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Yes there are marshy areas on this site! I often stumble into them. I'm just here for the birds.
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