It seemed as though it took a whole extra hour for dawn to come this morning, and it brought an extra surprise with it when it finally arrived. The great blue heron, however, whom we’ve been seeing on the river at the south end lately, did not appear to be as excited about one last burst of snow as I was. Hang in there, Buddy! I read it is supposed to reach into the high 40s this afternoon.
The mink still eludes me, and even teased me with a nice set of tracks this morning.
The change in weather got the red-winged blackbirds back to singing throughout the park, and this one by the pond was especially bold.
Back by the river, the song sparrows continue to be thick in the grass, and here’s one taking a short break from foraging.
Finally, by the time I got back to the south end, it had already warmed up quite a bit, and our heron had even found a new perch that got its toes out of the snow.
That’s gotta feel better, right?
I can’t wait to see what new arrivals the warmup will bring.