April 15, 2024 The wind rattles the metal roof and shakes the windows. It strips leaves from the oaks and colors the air with the yellow and gold of fall. The hillsides shimmer like harvest time, but it’s spring in the Mule Mountains and everywhere is the smell of dust and pollen.
So many birds already! I’ve only seen one warbler so far, but we don’t get nearly as many as you do. Or at least I’m not as good as finding them. Yesterday, on a cloudy day, I had four black-bellied whistling ducks fly right past me. I’ve never seen one before! Spring migration is so much fun.
It's always a treat to see your photos and remember the Sonoran Desert, Ken! Thanks for keeping track of who is coming through in the avian world--I can anticipate some of those birds making it this far north in a few weeks. (Except it's so dry here in the juniper savanna at the foot of the Southern Rockies, they won't likely stick around this year, but will move on to somewhere not so deeply in drought.)
So many birds already! I’ve only seen one warbler so far, but we don’t get nearly as many as you do. Or at least I’m not as good as finding them. Yesterday, on a cloudy day, I had four black-bellied whistling ducks fly right past me. I’ve never seen one before! Spring migration is so much fun.
It's always a treat to see your photos and remember the Sonoran Desert, Ken! Thanks for keeping track of who is coming through in the avian world--I can anticipate some of those birds making it this far north in a few weeks. (Except it's so dry here in the juniper savanna at the foot of the Southern Rockies, they won't likely stick around this year, but will move on to somewhere not so deeply in drought.)