Since the early 1990s, I have been documenting in my
journals the date on which I see my first bluebird of the season. I live in prime bluebird habitat. The arrival of bluebirds is the surest signal
that spring is here.
Yesterday, I spotted my first bluebird of the
season. Actually, I saw a male and a
female dancing around a birdhouse I have nailed to a post in my yard. After I watched the birds for a bit, I
grabbed a pile of my handwritten journals and found the dates of my first
bluebird sightings. Below is a list of
those dates along with part of my comment from each of those journal entries:
March
16, 2003: “Seven in
the sagebrush. Two circling my
birdhouse.”
March
13, 2004: “Six
bluebirds cast like electric sparks against fields of snow.”
March
9, 2005: “First
bluebird of the year!”
March
5, 2006: “A vivid
blue splash against the frost-sided country.”
March
19, 2007: “A single
bluebird pirouetting in the open air.”
March
27, 2008: “Blue as hour
of morning light in the high mountains.”
March
11, 2009: “Against the
blue and white mountains.”
March
17, 2010: “A blue chip
wind-driven against honey-colored grass.”
March
18, 2011: “A pair
romancing at my birdhouse.”
March 16, 2012: Posted on this
blogsite.
--Mitchell
Hegman
NICE !!
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