Watching the environs coming out of Winter never gets stale for me. So the 4-5 hrs drive is pleasant. This early April, budding and blooming is not quite discernible and thus, does not catch the eye. Instead, it is the bird life that shows the developing Spring. Not abundant in numbers but then the route runs through long settled areas. Young ducks on melting puddles, a flight of four geese flying low to a pond and a flock of black starlings on the branches of a silver birch.
On a secondary road a Hungarian partridge was in our path. We could see that it was going into a play dead mode. To avoid it, the driver could safely veer. I didn't want him to get onto the soft shoulder, and warned him with, "Save us." We stopped aslant the bird, which flew across the windshield. We continued on. In threes and fours, the less sung crows were at play, flying above the road. Not cold and scavenging. A robin, with its signature breast, on a wet brown lawn and a bald eagle circling in the sky. No flights of fancy but heartwarming creatures.
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