March is supposed to go out like a lamb, but it appears it will go out like a roaring lion as the snow has started this evening and the area is under a blizzard warning so not as a gentle lamb but definitely white.
Not Out like a Lamb
It has been hard for people to tap the maple trees for sap this spring with all the snow still on the ground, but maybe this American Red Squirrel has an easier time tapping the trees as folklore credits the red squirrel for the origin of maple syrup. They gouge the bark with its large front teeth and then leaves as the sap flows out. The squirrel returns later when the water evaporates from the sap and licks the maple sugary syrup.
American Red Squirrel
I’m not sure where the trumpeter swans went to when they passed over head earlier this month heading north as my pond is still frozen, but hopefully they found some open water. The trumpeter swans are our biggest native waterfowl, weighing more than 25 pounds and a wing scan of over 6 feet. My pond is too little for these swans as they need 100-yard runway to get airborne.
Trumpeter Swan
The surface ice along the shore of Lake Superior by the Meyers Beach was never stable this year to visit the ice caves, but there were other places to see ice formations, including inland areas like Devils Punchbowl near Menomonie. The 45-foot tall natural rock amphitheater and waterfall has nice ice formations and with a new staircase install last year, it is easier to made it down the cliff.
Devils Punchbowl
With all the snow on the ground, it is hard to remember that it is spring – at least according to the calendar – but another sign that spring may be coming was the return of the red-winged blackbirds as they voiced their arrival rather noisily today as they perched high in the trees (to stay far away from the snow).
Red-winged Returns
I saw a pheasant this morning that probably wished the snow was gone and he was wading through grass instead of that white stuff. I shouldn’t have chuckled when I saw his foot sinking deep into the snow every few steps, as I was breaking through the crusty snow later in the day too and it wasn’t fun jarring the body when my leg dropped a foot into the snow.
Pheasant Wants Green