Today was my first complete circuit of the marsh since the middle of January. It was really the first time it could be traversed with relative ease, except for the occasional stretches of fairly deep, soft snow. With spring just around the corner, I thought I might find some signs of the approaching season, and I wasn't disappointed. When I got to the section of the trail where a jumble of rocks spread out on one side, I kept my eyes peeled for a little critter that I know lives among them, and to my delight, he appeared. And while I was watching him (her?), what should I hear but one of the quintessential sounds of spring - the honking of Canada geese, flying high in 'v' formation, heading northeast.
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