Ah, the sounds of springtime... the "Too-dle-DEE" of the male Redwing Blackbird and finally the "PEENT" of the American Woodcock. I have had a flock of the former at my home for about a week now, but I had to travel 50 miles down to Putney to hear my first woodcock, this evening. While in Putney, I encountered a family of beaver and a local nature lover, Luann Wilson. We shared stories while hoping to hear a woodcock, and watched the beavers gnawing away on the brush growing along the flooded stream. The conversation sure made the growing chill more pleasurable, but alas, no woodcock song before we headed our separate ways. But, just as I reached my car on the far end of the causeway, "PEENT... PEENT" followed shortly by the bat-like chirping of a woodcock! Success at last. And only 2 degrees below freezing.
I've been a life-long 'naturalist' -- interested in every aspect of the natural world. I began birding in the early 1990s, and have been a serious birder for over two decades.