And just like that, they’ve arrived: strutting in the treetops, filling the air with song, dazzling us with their beauty; behold, the warblers are here, in all their glory!
Blackburnian warbler at Britannia Park on Mother’s Day, 2014
I recently visited my newly-found, favourite birch grove again. I must have looked like a doofus, swaying back and forth, leaning a little this way, then that way, until I got into *just* the right awkward pose to create exactly what I was hoping for: a wall of birch, with no sky or ground showing, just glowing white trunks lined up in a row.
This makes me happy, which is weird, but that’s the way it goes.
Maybe it’s the lingering cold and snow, maybe it’s changing the clocks, maybe it’s March break and having the kids around all day, but man, am I ever bagged. I should follow this guy’s lead and get some sleep.
And while he looks cozy enough, I think I prefer my bed over a tree branch – much more comfy.
We just got back from a walk in the woods at Baxter Conservation Area, which has some great trails in the forests along the Rideau River. What an incredible day! It’s gorgeous out there – if you’re experiencing a hit of spring weather like we are in the Ottawa Valley, oh my goodness get outside and enjoy the sun, the melting snow, the porcupines in the trees and the purple finches singing.