An afternoon trip to the mailbox brought a most wonderful surprise. As soon as the door opened, I heard the distinctive trilling. My heart leapt with joy at the return of a dear friend: the Red-winged Blackbird. In the summer, he lives in the cattails over on the South Pond, but spends most of his day here snacking, or singing--perched high in his favorite red oak tree. The friendly and talkative Red-winged Blackbird is a sure sign of seasonal change, but I cannot recall another spring when his arrival has preceded the Eastern Phoebes—usually the harbingers of warm weather to Bon Bon Pond.
Listen to the call of the Red-winged Blackbird: