Normally, birdsong is not part of January in upstate New York.
Sometime, during the transition between fall and winter, bird song disappears. Then, around the second week of February you notice, one day, that you are hearing bird song again.
It's one of the first signs of spring. Spring is still (weather wise) a good two to three months away at the point of the first bird song but the bird song gives you hope that one day, the snow will melt, the warm breezes will blow, the first flowers will bloom and the sleeping buds on the trees will unfurl into green leaves.
It isn't uncommon to have a short "January thaw" here, with weather mild enough to melt the snow, but the birds don't sing for that. Perhaps they know that it is a false spring and that winter will return - no sense straining their vocal cords.
Which was why it was so odd to hear bird song last Friday.
Was it mild? No, it was in the teens. There was nearly a foot of snow on the ground.
But there were several birds singing. I am not a birder, and I don't know what birds they were, but there they were.
I couldn't believe it.
I wonder if the birds are trying to tell me something. Are we going to have an early spring?
Or are they just playing with a blogger who hates winter?