On my lunchtime walk near Laddie Lake I heard my first of the year red winged blackbird calling. I heard it call six times. As I walked further up the shore I saw it perched in the dried reeds. Just for my benefit, the bird sang as I watched it hammering in the fact that now spring is officially here. Welcome back you handsome blackbird!
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