As we hunker down for the winter weather, we’re frequently too preoccupied with what is in our front yards that we tend not to notice what isn’t there. The snow and ice have muscled out the grass, and the chilly sounds of the north wind have blown away the dawn chorus that woke us this summer.
It seems like this first half of April, now in the rearview mirror, has given us many mornings of sub-freezing temperatures and grey, brooding skies. Despite the chill though, mornings on the floodplain have been ringing with birdsong that grows daily in variety. Walking the Conservation Cente
Water is what has allowed life to generate and regenerate on this tiny blue marble of ours. Most of us would shrivel up and blow away without a water supply. And yet every year at this time water becomes scarce, surface water anyway.