I saw my first black capped chickadee of the year. That’s a very good sign of warming temperatures!

They are so pretty and delicate looking, but are actually very hardy. They live through the cold subarctic temperatures of the Northwest Territories very successfully; they store incredible amounts of food and spend their winters sheltering in knotholes.

Their memories for recalling where they have food stores is prodigious, which is a main reason why they can survive so well up here.

I love hearing their distinctive “chick-a-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee” song and seeing them on their undulating flight paths from tree to tree.

Happy Saturday.