News Flash- The swallows are back!

A Village Tale - Illimitably Earth

The days are long enough now with the hour change, for me still to be able to squeeze in a good walk with the black dog after dinner, and before the light totally fades. She and I head in the direction of birds singing. Down the lane to the creek. Far off, I can hear the starlings caroling from their night-time roost in a tree two streets over. Masses of them go there at every dusk, because they like to live in community. Go figure!

But the birds I was hearing aren’t these starlings. Rather, they have a sandpiper call and are piping and whistling from the grasses around the creek. It doesn’t matter that I don’t know what birds they are. I have all summer to find out.

And I’ll be creeping up on the river otters some more, too. I’ve seen them a number of times already, splashing about in the water and then rolling around on the grass. I want to know what they think is so funny.

Yesterday I heard a chickadee guy calling for a sweetie from the top of a bush. I would say yes, if I were a chickadee gal.

What a good time of year this is for the village!

Looks like Spring!