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Spring is bursting with sights and sounds designed to draw us from the workaday world into the natural one.
The lush new plant growth provides the visual attractions and a cacophony of bird songs the accompanying sound track. So many songs! And so much diversity!
We’ve heard the indomitable Carolina wrens all winter,, and the wistful songs of the white-throated sparrows seem all the more wistful now that they’re leaving us for northern breeding grounds.
And the airwaves are increasingly filled with songs from new arrivals.
For us the most obvious of these are the phoebes, whose loud, raspy calls announce they’re ready to construct nests on our house.
Add to these the sounds of finches, thrushes, woodpeckers, jays, chickadees, and dozens of other birds all mingling together in a surprisingly agreeable noise.
To us it’s noise. To the birds, all of this singing has enormous significance.
Recently we’ve been seeing and hearing chipping sparrows at a neighbor’s farm. They migrate here to breed and stay around until fall when they move south again. Their arrival is always much anticipated because they’re such attractive and interesting birds.
Chipping sparrows (Spizella passerine) are common and widespread, usually wintering in Mexico and the southern U.S. and breeding
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