From the elm-tree's topmost bough,
Hark! the Robin's early song!
Telling one and all that now
Merry spring-time hastes along;
Welcome tidings dost thou bring
Little harbinger of spring,
Of the winter we are weary,
Weary of the frost and snow.
Longing for the sunshine cheery,
And the brooklet's gurgling flow;
Gladly then we hear thee sing
The reveille of spring,
Ring it out o'er hill and plain,
Through the garden's lovely bowers,
Till the green leaves dance again,
Till the air is sweet with flowers!
Wake the cowslips by the rill,
Wake the yellow daffodil!
William W. Caldwell
We also identified areas where we think nests are being built the trees in our yard. We're going to observe these to see if they do become nests and whose home it'll be.
We also went back to our tree stump and investigated more. Before when we broke off a piece, we saw termites crawling for cover. Now the stump has turned into mud, ahem- termite poop. The red in the stump is loose and has the consistency of mud. Dh took the picture, I'm not usually in any photos because I'm the one taking the pictures.