Signs of Spring

My world was full of signs of spring today.


There’s no more iconical image of spring than a robin.


Well, unless it’s two robins.


The Canadian Geese are back enforce. Only in this case, they are accompanied by a lone snow goose who doesn’t seem to appreciate he’s a misfit.


A tiny wood duck joins along here – her return to the area another sign of spring.


And this view of the Machias River from Whitneyville from this morning? Not so much spring. Remember the robins!

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One Response to Signs of Spring

  1. We had a couple of robins who stayed for the winter but now the rest have come back. Our snow has finally melted away and looks like warmer temps this weekend.


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