The recent rain and warmer temperatures have really made a difference up at Breakneck Hill Conservation Land. The brown, matted look of the winter meadows is turning green. Trees are showing a blush of color from budding out.
An Eastern Phoebe led me down the trail, going from tree branch to a twig near the ground, to the next tree and so on....
Norm, the Northern Mockingbird, was near the shrubs by the parking lot, and I believe I caught sight of Norma in the middle bottom of the same shrubs.
There were a couple of guys at the top of the hill that were carrying a long piece of wood. I wondered what on earth they were going to do with it....and then I saw a pretty good-sized model airplane. It was their runway strip. It was quieter in flight than I expected, but I still have to say I'd prefer the sounds of nature than the motor of a model airplane.