Love Is In The Air

Pink Neon Bliss Sign

Love serenade with guitar on Newburyport Boardwalk

 As I sit at my desk, a yellow shafted flicker is drilling our chimney cap as a sign of love for any female flickers who might be passing by.

Our deck still has snow on it, but, I can see a large section of wood..so we are moving in the right direction.

We used to have mating woodcocks in the field across the street. Woodcocks are an odd bird. When we first moved into our house years ago, we kept hearing a peeping sound. It took us awhile to figure that that was no bug, but, a woodcock. When the male is ready in the spring, he finds a good wide open field. Without hesitate at dusk, he flies high into the sky, and starts spiraling in large circles down toward the field. He also is making chirping, clicking, and love notes to the females as he returns to his original spot in the field.

We no longer have woodcocks. I do miss their love tumbles. The whippoorwills that called are also gone. Our habitat has changed over the last almost 26 years at our house.

But it finally spring; and I am still in love with my love 'cause love is in the air.