This cardinal outdid himself tonight. Only our good friend the robin, who is evidently not having much luck on the dating scene, is out there singing louder and longer.
I’ve begun to hear the spring peepers, and I’ve seen the osprey begin to collect sticks to refurbish their nest. I’ve tried for shots of the osprey flying over with sticks in years past but never captured anything amazing. Maybe this year.
The Nature of Maine 