At Heinz NWR the Rusty Blackbirds were back and the boys were singing there thin little blackbird song, while in the air the Tree Swallows were twittering their love songs and looking for territory to claim as their own.
|American Tree Swallow|
Not quite so quiet were the Red-winged Blackbirds, the Song Sparrows, and the chickadees (who provided photo ops), along with robins, cardinals, and wrens.
Turtles were soaking up the sun, and the first butterfly of the season flittered through the woods, and toads were croaking their love song.
Waterfowl are decked in their finest (I never tire of the handsome shovelers or pintails).
Along the Wissachickon Creek Wood Ducks (I counted at least 30) were resplendent.
|Wood Duck (drake)|
|Wood Duck (hen)|