Bill the Cardinal and the James the Mourning Doves think it will be spring soon.
I don’t know what was singing to me this morning, but the song was very pretty so I think it must have been a lark. Or maybe several. No buds on the trees, yet, but if the birds are here, it won’t be long.
I still don’t know what kinds of birds are in the area, besides the various hummingbirds on their ways to somewhere else.