Robin and Phoebe

moon phase Week of 04/08/2013 Best days to plant peppers.

Tuesday morning was brisk and still as I went to the creek for a pail of water. Only the spring song of a male cardinal broke the chill silence. I heard the excited chirping of a robin from the edge of the woods. He seemed quite happy to greet a new spring day. Then I heard the song of a bird that calls its own name: "Phoebe. Phoebe." It flew from its perch on a branch near the creek and landed in a small willow tree near the water. The phoebe was a little out of place as it searched for insects stirring over the moving water and frost-covered banks. In the 18-degree cold, my breath rose like steam in front of my face. I knew the warm sun would thaw things out in an hour or so, and I knew that the little fly-catching phoebe would find something to eat then.

First Phoebe First Phoebe Phoebes are the first of the flycatchers to return in the spring. I've often wondered why they choose to come so far north so early. After all, there really isn't an abundance of insects to eat when it's below freezing. But they are very resourceful and know where to find food when there doesn't appear to be any. The warm morning sun quickly melts the frost, and within an hour, I see ladybugs and boxelder bugs moving along the siding of the house. There were even a couple of honeybees that were enjoying the warmth of the sun while clinging to the side of the house. I had no doubt the phoebe would find something to eat.

Tundra Swans Tundra Swans The sounds of spring greet me every time I go out the door. A hairy woodpecker hammers on a hollow tree trunk, and sparrows sing: "maids, maids, maids, put on your teakettle-ettle-ettle-ettle."

I had just stepped outside Wednesday morning when I heard the soft, high-pitched notes of a flock of swans high overhead. If they had been silent, I probably wouldn't have seen them as they passed over the valley. They were startlingly white against the blue sky, and eighty of them flew together in a broken V headed northwest.

American Coot American Coot The American coot's pointed white bill is in sharp contrast to its gray-black feathers and blood-red eyes. It swims against the river's current and occasionally dives head first under the water. After 10-15 seconds, it resurfaces in the middle of the river. As a boy, I called them mudhens, because they were most often seen in the shallow, muddy bottom ponds and lake shores. When startled off the water, they must run across the surface a considerable distance before they can take wing. This coot had arrived the night before and settled on the river when it couldn't find any pond or backwater that wasn't ice covered. It's probably only stopping to rest for a couple of days before moving further north.

Tom Turkey Tom Turkey Thursday morning at first light, I heard the unmistakable gobble of a tom turkey not far from the house. As it got light enough to see, I could make out the forms of three large turkey birds. A fine strutting tom, tail fan spread and feathers fluffed, was trying to get the attention of the two pretty hens at his side. The hens seem to be more interested in searching the ground for something to eat and paid him little attention.

Greater Yellow Legs Greater Yellow Legs Much of the ice had disappeared by Friday and a lot of the ponds and backwaters were now open. There were shallow ponds in the hay fields and pastures. Often I see shorebirds waddling in the shallow waters and short grass. One such pond had seven killdeer patrolling the edge of the water, along with a single, long-legged shore bird known as a greater yellow legs. It was the only one of its kind I saw at the shallow pond Friday, and like the coot, it probably only stopped to rest for a while before resuming its migration north.

Cranes Preening Cranes Preening Several pairs of sandhill cranes have returned to the Kickapoo River bottoms this week. Often they can be seen standing in a cornfield or pasture. When not searching for food, they spend a lot of time preening their large gray-brown feathers. How stately they are with their long necks, legs and wings. Their wonderful loud bugling calls echo up and down the river valley every spring, and they add greatly to the natural beauty of the land.

Hungry Raccoons Hungry Raccoons Raccoons are busy searching for food along the river banks wherever their noses lead them. Their nighttime excursions often bring them into the yard in search of something to eat. They can't resist the bird seed that may be missed by the birds and often fight over what is left.

The woodchuck that spent her winter under the brush pile is out picking up dried leaves and grass. Woodchuck Gathering Dry Leaves Woodchuck Gathering Dry Leaves I think she is lining her nest to make it nice and warm for her little babies that will come soon. It will be fun to see who comes out to play from under the brush pile in a few weeks.

Naturally yours,

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Elaine from from Hernando, (Citrus Hills), Fl on April 13, 2013 at 06:23:51 AM
Really beautiful pictures, the season has changed our outside look.
I can't believe the cold weather your are still having.
Wishing warmer weather for you soon.
Dan Hazlett at Organic Valley

Dear Elaine,

So glad you like the pictures of Spring in the Kickapoo Valley. Still have to keep the home fires burning, but the promise of warmer days is just around the corner. Thanks for your support Elaine - take care.

Naturally yours,

Shara from from Middle America on April 12, 2013 at 12:34:32 PM
Thank you for sharing these beautiful tales. I enjoy reading them. Keep posting!
Dan Hazlett at Organic Valley

Dear Shara,

So glad to hear you like my column on Organic Valley's website. As long as I know you're reading them, I'll keep writing them. Thank you Shara.

Naturally yours,

Judy from from NE Ohio on April 12, 2013 at 08:34:20 AM
Hi Dan,
At least you don't have a skunk visiting your feeder. I saw one last night checking out underneath all our feederd. Ours are all hanging feeders and the birds tend to scatter a lot of seed. Sometimes the morning doves and starlings and grackles clean it up,but last night there was plenty for "Stinky".My husband said it was out there one morning when he went to work at 5:45. It's very timid and runs,thank goodness.Last Summer when we sat out on the patio at night with our cat on his leash,he kept looking around the corner where I couldn't see. I got up to look there it was,not more than 10 feet from me! It kept walking toward me,nose to the ground, oblivious,so I went,pst-pst-pssst. It looked up with a shocked look. I thought I heard it *gasp* as if to say,"Accck...stinking humans!"And it turned and scampered off.But we see them often after we come in for the night,usually after 9 or 10 PM. I hope this doesn't turn into a disaster some night!Or maybe there will be little ones tagging along one of these days!Then I'll be screeching,"Accck"
Loved the pics,as usual! Thanks for sharing!
Dan Hazlett at Organic Valley

Dear Judy,

The truth is, I do have a skunk who pays a visit to the yard each night. I don't mind him being around. He's just out trying to make a living. The bird seed I put out is for anybody who needs it, and they are all welcome here. I've raised little skunks, and they are quite easy to get along with. I'm looking forward to seeing the baby skunks this Spring. 

Thank you for sharing your skunk stories! So good to hear from you, Judy.

Naturally yours,

GG from from Tennessee on April 10, 2013 at 07:39:52 PM
I just wanted to say how much I appreciate you sharing all the beautiful pictures and I love your writing. Thanks so much! May God bless you!
Jan from from TN on April 10, 2013 at 07:12:04 PM
Such a nice narrative about your visitors. I have one to share with you. On Thursday, Apr. 4, I looked out on the pond and saw something black and white. A quick look with my binoculars confirmed that it was NOT my neighbor's Muscovey duck. I quickly grabbed my bird guide to make sure what I was seeing was, indeed, a Hooded Merganser male. The sun was shining full upon him and he was raising and lowering his crest. Soon I spotted the object of his affections, a pretty Hoodie female. I went outside with Kodak and binoculars and took some telephoto shots, but I was too far away. They were still there the next day, enjoying the sun and fun. Saturday morning I looked for them to no avail. I had found out most of them migrate north a bit earlier, but a few breeding pairs will remain to raise young. I hope Lady Hoodie found a good place to nest.
Happy naturing.
Dan Hazlett at Organic Valley

Dear Jan,

So glad to hear you got a good look at the hooded mergansers. I wish everyone could see how truly knockout beautiful they are in a wild setting. You were very lucky to see them. Sounds like you discovered that they are diving ducks and sometimes spend as much time below the water as above it. Hood mergansers are cavity nesters; they build their nests in a hole in a tree or stump, kind of like the way a wood duck would nest. Iíve never seen them nesting here as they tend to move farther north for the summer. I donít doubt there are nesting mergansers somewhere in SW Wisconsin, but Iíve not seen them here in the Kickapoo Valley in the summer, not yet anyway Ė ha! 

Thank you for sharing your great observations, Jan. Always a pleasure to hear from you.

Naturally yours,

Mollie from from San Diego, CA on April 10, 2013 at 02:43:24 PM
Thanks again for a vicarious welcome to the unfurling of spring in Wisconsin. It never disappoints!
Dan Hazlett at Organic Valley

Dear Mollie,

Spring has been a little slow in coming this year, but it's almost here. It never is disappointing and never lets us down. I'm looking forward to conveying the way I see Spring unfolding here in SW Wisconsin. Hope you stay tuned, Mollie, and thanks so much for writing.

Naturally yours,

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