What's Your Calling Card this Spring?

I just heard one of my favorite birds in Taylor Park, Oak Park, Illinois-a sign that spring migration has truly arrived. It is the golden crown kinglet-three quick high-pitched bursts as they communicated back and forth together- Tiny birds with a big presence, if you listen. They are on their way to nest in the Boreal Forest, Canada. Check them out at allaboutbirds.org

Reminds me of Mary Oliver's Poem What Gorgeous Thing

I do know what gorgeous thing

the bluebird keeps saying,

his voice easing out of his throat,

beak, body into the pink air

of the early morning. I like it

whatever it is. Sometimes

it seems the only thing in the world

that is without dark thoughts.

Sometimes it seems the only thing

in the world that is without

questions that can't and probably

never will be answered, the

only thing that is entirely content

with the pink, then clear white

morning and, gratefully, says so.