There was a hawk I could not identify despite looking in three bird books.  He was again spotted sitting on a wire kind of scrunched up dark brown over twelves inches tall.  He was near a marsh again for the third time.  Last week we spotted an immature bald eagle (no white head) and a red tailed hawk (identified by my wife) both flying high in the sky.  Nearby the eagle there is an eagle nest high up the cliff which could only be seen when the trees had no leaves.  This could be the third year it was there.  We are still waiting for the first goldfinch to come to our thistle feeder.  I don’t understand why they have not found it.  I did put out fresh thistle.  Maybe, they have not come because I did not clean the feeder.  My faucet for outside was still turned off.  My wife today saw her first crocuses going into town.  Every day there will be more surprises.  That is the wonder of spring.

I keep looking for the two pheasants as I pass the meadow but I have only seen one again.  I did flush a small cottontail in the area yesterday.  No more pheasants, though.  Every time I drive along there I am curious what I will see.  I have seen red winged blackbirds fly over the meadow but not this year.  It is still too early in the season although not all migrate.  I have only seen the blackbirds in the winter time in a bog viewed from a nature center.  There are marshes a few miles away that attract red winged blackbirds.  It is still early in the season.  The farmer has strategically placed nesting boxes for them.  They come back every year.  Every time I pass there I try to spot them after they have returned from their migration.  These are two birds I like.  The pheasants wander to my area from the game lands.  They really are a rare sight here.