Sportsmen and naturalists had plenty to excite them this past week. Right on time, appropriately on the first day of spring, Virginia rails and piping plovers migrated back to Massachusetts to nest. Winter wrens were heard singing their complexly sweet and beautiful song that exuberantly cascades and bubbles dozens of impossibly rapid bell-like notes, all poured out in a burst that lasts a heavenly five or 10 seconds. Its incredible song rivals our Carolina wren‘s arias, placing both […]