|Safety Officers at the head of our street|
|The Babson Farm Quarry in falling snow|
|Shrubbery beside the quarry|
|Red-winged Blackbird on frosted cattails|
|Great Cormorant on a quarry ledge|
|Female Red-breasted Merganser on the quarry|
Then we had another first-time sighting on quarry waters, a Red-breasted Merganser which also frequents the ocean perimeter of Halibut Point but not the interior.
|She enjoyed a fresh water bath and perhaps a few minnows before departing.|
Undaunted by the quirks and hardships of meteorology songbirds were keeping pace with their relational advertisements in the treetops. Cardinals, titmice, chickadees, sparrows contributed familiar nuptial calls. Even crows and bluejays seemed to warm the edges of their croaks and screeches. On the walk home a series of old tunes came unbidden to my mind. How can I keep from singing?