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Ramble with Storm: Beyond bowling, Blackhawks & fishing to doves, woodpecker & red-winged blackbirds

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Mulling things on my morning ramble with Storm, the family's mixed Lab.


I had planned to mull the overlaps of bowling, Blackhawks fans & fishing, but that will have to wait for another day.

Nature intervened.

A gray squirrel bolted down the street as the meathead and I came down the front steps. A lone dove fluttered off.

Some of all this activity came because we set out a good hour later than normal. Because of President's Day, the family didn't need to be up earlier, so we only left the house about 7 a.m. when the sun was already up.

That may partially explain the plethora of wildlife this morning.

The relatively balmy morning with a southeast-south breeze may have something to do with it, too.

Canada geese flew so low on the west end of town that I could only hear them, not see them. Another group of seven flew over, headed toward the lake to the west, before we were out of town.

At the ballpark, another mourning dove fluttered out of an elm.

Canada geese raised quite a ruckus when Storm and I passed near the lake to the west on an extended ramble.

Another four doves fluttered out of various trees around the town pond.

I have tried to describe the distinctive sound mourning doves make when they flutter off, but can't really come up with it.

I have no explanation for the influx of doves, except that spring is drawing nearer.

A pair of Canada geese swam in the water blown open around the bridge over the neckdown between the two old clay pits. Yet, the ice cap on the south end of the south pit was by far thick enough to walk on. There is something disconcerting to walk on thick ice while open water is just feet away.

The ice fishermen still have hope. Their ice shanty remains by the old boat launch. I am surprised they weren't out yesterday. Maybe today with the holiday.

A multitude of red-winged blackbirds trilled as we walked around the north pit as we rounded the back side of our ramble. I don't know if red-winged blackbirds just arrived or it is a function of rambling much later today.

A woodpecker hammered away by the boat launch. I had a good bead of it by the hammering, but couldn't sight it to determine what it was. My guess is a hairy woodpecker.

A gray squirrel was tucked in the crotch of a neighbor's bur oak.

A blue jay squawked on some trees on the corner.

That kind of morning, rich with sights and sounds of nature.


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I love when the red wings show up to me it always signals spring is not.that far off!

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