“Heyyy, Sweetie”

The woods this morning may have looked (and felt – more sub-zero temperatures) like the depths of winter…

Frost on fir needles.
Frost on fir needles.
Entrance to a squirrel's cache under the snow.
Entrance to a squirrel’s cache under the snow.
Looking out across the snowy lake.
Looking out across the snowy lake.

But they sounded like the very first stirrings of spring: for the first time this year, I heard chickadees practicing their whistle songs and woodpeckers drumming in the trees.

Listen to these sounds yourself at the Macaulay Library website by clicking on the links below:

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