The Birds Return
Here the Robins come early, their feet skittering across the unaccustomed surface of crusty, aging snowbanks. They look so surprised. Soon after the robins the first cardinals come, then the red winged blackbirds, then the mockingbirds, and so on, and they all begin staking out their territories. After a while the songs change from aggressive warnings to love songs, and from there progress to the many varied songs of spring.
Every day they greet the first rays of dawn with music.