Pope Farm Park two

Took another short hike through the east side of Pope Farm Park this afternoon. There was the first grand sky, with falling and weight.

At 6 p.m., the church bells rang. Amazing Grace. And the spring birds started. Wisconsin has birds that I am not used to; birds easting worms from the fields, trees that are not palm.

Heard this bird today, and took me a bit to place it. The Field Sparrow is a common, drab sparrow of brushy pastures and old fields. It has a simple, yet distinctive song of repeated clear whistled notes on one pitch that increase in rate until they make a trill.




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Dad, hiker, writer.
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