Today I was busy boiling the last of my maple sap into syrup when I glanced out the kitchen window to see my first of the year bluebird. He was perched ever so elegantly on the septic pipe only six feet from the bluebird house. I hope he likes this location. I'd rather have bluebirds use the nest than tree wrens like I had last year. Welcome back bluebirds. You were missed.
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