Spring Has Sprung

Website Editor • April 11, 2022

Well, it started to spring and then it flopped. But now it seems to be back. It means I can turn the water on in my office at the MMA behind the Mitchell House and that the water going on for the Aquarium is soon to come – that site is a little later because of that COLD north wind that comes over the harbor and hits those exposed pipes. It means we will soon have all of our yearly life safety inspections of our properties, the landscaper will rake us out, and the dryer vents in our dorms and other living spaces are getting cleaned (as I type this!). Funny how these things – non-nature – mark spring at least for me at the MMA.



But then, the natural world is also awakening more. As you can see from this image, I found a nest. I think it’s an older nest I had not noticed here on Vestal but I think it may be getting ready for some re-use. I know I have a robin’s nest at home that was reused by likely the same robin that built it. It seems slightly attended to with more recent grass. And the neighborhood red-tails that started to fluff their nest in January – they can do this late winter but January was early! – are back in full fluff mode and screaming overhead. A nice harbinger of spring indeed!


JNLF

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