{"id":83130,"date":"2022-03-21T22:30:00","date_gmt":"2022-03-22T06:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.juneauempire.com\/news\/on-the-trails-waiting-for-spring\/"},"modified":"2022-03-21T22:30:00","modified_gmt":"2022-03-22T06:30:00","slug":"on-the-trails-waiting-for-spring","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.juneauempire.com\/news\/on-the-trails-waiting-for-spring\/","title":{"rendered":"On the Trails: Waiting for spring"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\t\t\t\t
By Mary F. Willson<\/strong> <\/ins><\/p>\n\t\t\t\t For the Juneau Empire <\/em> <\/ins><\/p>\n\t\t\t\t As February became March, the longer days and a streak of relatively warm days meant that folks on the trails were greeting me with “It smells like spring!” and “Spring is in the air!”<\/p>\n\t\t\t\t Trumpeter swans appeared on the first official day of Spring (Courtesy Photo Jos Bakker)<\/p><\/div>\n\t\t\t\t Of course, we weren’t really done with snow—one day in the second week of March, I slithered and slewed, creeping through deep slushy snow on the North Douglas highway, and my driveway was thick with the same. More snow came a few days later.<\/p>\n\t\t\t\t Critters and plants are getting ready for spring, too. Ravens carry sticks to build a nest. Eagles are building too, bringing sticks to a growing platform that will, one day, hold some eggs in a soft cup. Mallards are seen in pairs on the wetlands; mergansers too. Juncos begin to sing, but not yet in full voice. There is a report of snow geese, the first of their kind this year.<\/p>\n\t\t\t\t Plants also know what’s coming. Skunk cabbage pokes sharp green tips of folded leaves above the surface of ice-fringed ponds. Buds on elderberry and cottonwood are getting fat, preparing to send forth young leaves in a few weeks; buds on the rose bushes at the end of the dike trail are also showing promising signs. Woolly cinquefoil on a rocky outcrop above the beach shows green leaves tucked under old brown foliage.<\/p>\n\t\t\t\t Meanwhile, we’re still skiing the campground and the Montana Creek Trail. The big lake and the ponds in the Mendenhall Valley are still covered with (softening) ice. The slate-colored form of dark-eyed juncos that visit us from the Interior are still here, coming to feeders along with the local Oregon form.<\/p>\n\t\t\t\t We all have signs of spring that we await eagerly and greet with glee. Here is a sampling of favorite signs from a few trail-walking friends (a few of these examples have happened already!):<\/p>\n\t\t\t\t — Pussy-willow catkins, males presenting pollen<\/p>\n\t\t\t\t —the squalling of varied thrushes<\/p>\n\t\t\t\t —the first crocuses on a sunny bank<\/p>\n\t\t\t\t