The critters are out and about now. These past few warmer days were the rally cry to wake up. Yesterday evening on my way up to the farm I saw a plethora of robins pouncing around the apple orchard. Two male Downy woodpeckers were squabbling over a female. The winter juncos are still flitting about here and there. A ruffed grouse poked along in front of me on the road, and coyote tracks walked back and forth through the birch trees.
In the Hope Tree, the great oak along Old Town Road, a chipmunk peeked out at me for a while. I sat down by the hole in the trunk waiting for it to come out again, which it did several times. The pictures below aren’t very good; the chippy was too quick, and my aim was really off, but it’s just proof that the forest is waking up.