In April, May or June there is probably a Song Sparrow every 50 metres or so at Humber Bay. They sit on open branches and sing loudly and frequently.

By December, there might be one who will brave the winter in order to be first in line for the best nesting spot next spring. I found that one this morning; not an easy task as there is no singing and behaviour is secretive.

Other birds:

Muskrat

NATURE POETRY

The dearest to a mountaineer
Who, all life long has loved the snow
That crowned her native summits drear,
Better, than greenest plains below.
And voiceless, soulless, messenger,
Thy presence waked a thrilling tone
That comforts me while thou art here
And will sustain when thou art gone.  – Emily Brontë (1818–48)

Miles Hearn