On Thursday I heard my first red-winged blackbird of the year, but hearing one doesn't fully count, so it wasn't until this morning, when I saw two, that I could confidently say Winter is on the way out and Spring is coming. The sap is rising in the maple trees, the skunks are on the move (seriously, so many skunks). We've had a ton of rain, which helped melt all the snow, and the river is so high we had to turn around on our walk this morning because water had come up over the path and we weren't wearing the correct footwear and you don't want to mess with a fast running snow melt river.
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| Chenango River at Otsiningo Park |
Everything else in the world is insane, so it is comforting to contemplate the familiar cycles of the seasons.
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