tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226876762714358061.post4892828048345320283..comments2023-08-14T10:23:04.082-04:00Comments on My Green vermont: Semi-Silent SpringEulalia Benejam Cobbhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13247079657985430691noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226876762714358061.post-22273195093319860692013-05-09T07:43:55.432-04:002013-05-09T07:43:55.432-04:00Oh, I'm so glad about the thrushes. And last ...Oh, I'm so glad about the thrushes. And last evening the blackbirds were all over the place--finally. The phoebes are a mystery, though.Eulalia Benejam Cobbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13247079657985430691noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2226876762714358061.post-79273119364457554742013-05-09T07:12:08.881-04:002013-05-09T07:12:08.881-04:00The thrushes aren't actually late, I don't...The thrushes aren't actually late, I don't think—we just went from cold cold to hot hot so quickly. All of those birds you mention have been loud down here in the valley. This morning was unbelievable—one chickadee was actually annoying. I'm betting the hermit and wood thrushes will begin to sing within the week.Indigo Buntinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11387698096732697805noreply@blogger.com