My 52: Week 42

I am a little slow, but I think I am beginning to figure it out…

When we arrived in Kentucky, I was surprised that we weren’t seeing any birds. The buzzards are always flying, but other than that, there has not been much of anything. Until recently.

The little songbirds are making a comeback, there was a robin at the ball field, and just yesterday we saw our first geese since arriving here a month and a half ago.

So, where we are used to seeing birds in the summer and not in the winter, here it must be the opposite. They spend the winter here, but venture North in the heat of summer.

Regardless of whether or not my theory is correct, it is nice to see some birds again.