Hallelujah, the spring peepers are awake! The joyous chorus of “Come hither, baby, and let’s rock!” can finally be heard along the roads of Billerica, Burlington, Tewksbury, and other vernal-pondy places in New England.
Margaret Wise Brown stated it best: “When the peepers peep, and the pussy willows happen, it’s spring!” (Poetic license taken.)
Additional springtime critters that are finally present and accounted for? The Ruby-throated hummingbirds have been sighted in my area! Even as far north as New Hampshire, glory be!
I haven’t seen any yet, but the feeders are up, the camera is charged, and my photo finger is itching to capture my first glimpse of 2015.
Let’s see, hmmmm, who else is on the attendance roster? Well, the Baltimore orioles are back. Truthfully, I haven’t seen them either, although, I did hear one on Sunday. I heard a yellow warbler too! Good things my ears work!
I know the male cardinal is here. And since he starts singing every morning at the crack of dawn, the whole river knows he’s here!
The blubs I planted last fall are peaking through. A small number have even bloomed!
Last, but definitely not least–Harry and Franny are here!
All is right with the Concord River. Blessed be. :}
I love how you express your thoughts and record them so eloquently for us to share. Its as if I am there on your pond and all its glorious comings and goings! Hello to young Christopher. Dyan