Walking through Connetquot this am I heard a chorus of spring peepers. They stared sloe, built up to a crescendo and then tapered off like a choral arrangement. Natures Choral group.
I spotted my first of the season Pine Warbler and Rusty Blackbird.
The wind was blowing with heavy gusts. The temperature was fiftiesh when the sun was out.
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