With sun all weekend in New York City and temperatures north of fifty degrees Fahrenheit we can all be forgiven for thinking that spring is here early, and here to stay. Not only was it warm and sunny but the enormous snowbanks from the recent blizzards have dwindled to virtually nothing, saturating the ground and making mud. If sun and warmth and mud don’t make a spring then singing Red-winged Blackbirds and worm-pulling American Robins certainly do. And I witnessed both species doing just those activities at Flushing Meadows Park as the sun was getting ready to set on Saturday evening, so, of course, I had to get some digiscoping done.
Has spring arrived where you live?
Oh, so envious! I love love love the song of the Red-winged Blackbird!!
Spring may have spranged and sprung but I carefully inspected Prospect Park over the weekend and I have to tell you, until I see some Pine Warblers up in there, Spring has definitely not sproinged. And sproinging is the benchmark here.
@Jochen: I’ll send some your way!
@Carrie: Sproinging? That is ridiculous; you just made up that word. And I had a Pine Warbler on 1/1 in the good borough (Queens, of course). 🙂