You Can Listen Here Tuesday’s dour skies are easier to bear in late March. You know what’s coming. You’ve had a taste of warmth and light. When a cloud drifts down a ridge line of bare trees in a cold wind, it’s not so bad. There’s a Least Flycatcher just arrived from somewhere south perched on a dry weed and doing figure 8’s and other geometries up and back to grab whatever forsaken insects are […]
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