Isn't it wonderful that spring is almost here? Our birds are singing their little hearts out and making all sorts of courting movements. Soon we will glimpse some of our favorite migrating birds and then we will be thrilled to see all the fledglings. Just looking forward to it brings me joy.
A Tufted Titmouse holds a seed.
Topknotch plastered down by the rain.
A Red-bellied Woodpecker waits in queue for the suet feeder.
The White-breasted Nuthatch is already checking out the nesting boxes.
I have to comment about how much I detest changing from standard to daylight time and back again. Why can't we simply take what the sun gives us and let things change gradually? Of course, the dogs were very excited Sunday when they thought we fed them early. Next fall they will drive us crazy for an hour, thinking we forgot about feeding them.