As if they'd read my story "Birds Need More than just Trees", today small birds (Finches I think) took to the Park. Up to the tops of the Native Western Sycamore Trees they flew where seed pods hung on the still bare branches. I delighted in watching them, happy to see the native trees provided them with some seeds after all.
I had just written about the lack of birds in the Urban Park and how I missed their bird song. Their absence was largely due to a lack of understory plantings which provie seed and berries for the birds.
The seasons being what they are, all mixed up, here we are at the end of February and new spring leaves are already coming to the Sycamores, even while the brown leaves of autumn still lie on the morning's frost-covered lawn..
