I know when winter is ready to dispel any notion of it not returning when I drive by the first covey of Snow Buntings. They are quite uncooperative regarding any attempt to enjoy their beauty through binoculars and within five feet of the car, will disperse as a group, a splash of white, brown, and black in ariel retreat. Like the Redpolls and Juncos, they are winter guests from the Arctic. They are not here for the season to escape the elements in their home turf, for our climate is quite similar-but rather in search of more food and better seed crops. During years when the Arctic regions produce more abundant seed crops, we will see less of these little fellows. So far this looks to be a stellar year for sightings. It is much too early for Redpolls and the Juncos have been here since September. Lots of comings and goings in the Northwoods if you care to pay attention to such things.
"There is no need to personify a river: it is much too l;iterally alive in its own way, and like air and earth themselves is a creature more powerful, more basic, than any living thing the earh has borne. It is one of those few, huge, casual and aloof creatures by the mercy of whose existence our own existence was made possible." James Agee, 1939