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Friday, March 24th, 2006 04:14 pm
Early days yet (Buena Vista/Calabasas Roads, Watsonville, March 24, 2006)

I saw two hawks today, and I heard another.
I saw sourgrass blooming bright and acid yellow in the orchards.
The ditches were running with brown water.
The wind was fresh, the clouds were fecund,
everything moist and burgeoning.
The apple trees, pruned, reaching for blossom time,
the fields, plowed and fallow, weed-bedecked, ready.
In five miles of open land,
twelve Brewer blackbirds trying to make a flock.

The sky clear of blackening wings.
The wires unsagging from the weight of missing blackbirds.
No rusty hinge squealing, announcing the return of the redwings.
The fences uncrusted by the marks of their leavings.

It's early days yet. Yes? There's time. Yes?
This year's matings can produce an avian resurgence. Yes?
Yes?
Saturday, March 25th, 2006 06:43 am (UTC)
In town, at my house, I'm getting reasonable dawn chorus. But I'm not seeing the great flocks of birds I expect at this time of year in open lands.

Okay, so I shouldn't expect redwings in farmland, even though I always used to when I was young. But what about the other birds that flock in the spring?