The sun was out today and it almost seemed as if spring might come someday. The yard was filled with birds I hadn’t seen for a long while. Where had they come from so suddenly? They weren’t here yesterday. It’s still cold up north. Could it be a mistake?
And yet these robins were here in droves, pecking at any underground bugs that might be surfacing in the sun-warmed grass. Those that couldn’t find enough bugs flew to the holly trees for their berries. Can you find six robins in this photo? It’s only a small sample patch of the whole yard.
It was glorious to feel the “warmish” rays of the winter sun, and to hear the birds sing as if it really were spring. I only hope they aren’t in for an ugly surprise. It has happened before that these happy birds arrive too soon and are overtaken by a sudden dip in temperature and then a snowfall – deadly because it covers all the food sources. One year, the early robins lay dead on the roads, in people’s yards, and in the snowbanks. The cotoneaster shrubs, like the holly and mountain ash, were stripped of their icy red berries – all in vain. The birds needed more than frozen berries to keep them alive.
I hope that this time, the birds are right to arrive early and the weather is going to warm up gradually. Robins are early nesters; as I remember it, I’ve seen freshly hatched robins’ eggs near the end of March.
Now I have a challenge for you. Can you identify three kinds of birds in the photo below? You may have to click on it and enlarge it a bit, but let’s see if you know your birds. They’re nothing exotic, even though today they seemed to be something very special. After all, it’s only early January.
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I’m aware that many parts of Canada and the States are under a layer of snow as I write this. I don’t mean to rub your nose in our relatively good weather, but rather I want to show you that spring is just around the corner … just beyond that last snowbank.