A little behind on the Potato. The ground has got to be over 40 degrees Fahrenheit, and life proceeds, inch by inch, painful step by painful step, and it's probably unnecessary to repeat that the call of the Amorous Boy Cardinal can get a little grating.
There is however a House Sparrow who for the March and April of the last couple
of years has successfully conducted his affairs high in the eaves of the barn.
Can't say I miss his presence this year, because his courtship perch is such
that the barn acts as a megaphone. And too, Boy Phoebe can be spotted flying
around with insects in their beaks, which is pretty passionate behavior from a