It feels like spring around here despite the bare trees. The birds are singing and we have sunshine after a couple of gray rainy days.
Oh, and March Madness is upon us once again. We had an early dinner last night in order to watch the complete tournament selection show. And today my husband will buy several copies of USA Today because he like their brackets best. And American citizens will eagerly await President Obama's brackets so they can criticize him for not taking their favorite team to the Final Four.
I do love college basketball but I'll probably spend more time watching the birds than the round ball. We have lots of bird boxes in the trees near our house, a couple of them from our local potters intended to be more decorative than functional. So imagine my surprise when I glanced up and saw a chickadee poking its head out of one of the houses. The bird sat there for several minutes and at first I thought it might be stuck.
(You many need to click to enlarge. Lighting was not optimum.)
Chickadee popping its head out of the box
The bird hopped onto the perch. It wasn't stuck, thank goodness.
It sat on the perch for quite a while, looking around as if to check the view
I don't think the chickadee will build a nest in this box, but who knows? At least we can be assured that bigger birds or flying squirrels will not be able to enlarge the opening. This is probably my favorite time of the year as we begin to see our migrating bird friends once again and our resident birds begin to nest. And then my other favorite time when the birds bring their fledglings to our feeders.
Our forsythia is really budding now and they are blooming downtown. Spring is wonderful.