The US F&WS folks were already out taking a census of the refuge. They confirmed my impressions that is seems like most of the spring migrants have passed through.
In the beautiful golden light of the morning, the Red-winged Blackbirds were busy calling. They are always challenging to photograph, but as the morning progressed the wind picked up, the reeds were swaying. The Red-winged Blackbirds were struggling to hold on, while I struggled to freeze them in the frame.
Speaking of muskrats, they were also out in force. Though there aren't many green stems poking up through the water, the muskrats were constantly diving and coming up with tender green shoots to eat.
The trees and bushes are all breaking buds. Soon this grey world will be covered in green. The birds we can now see easily will soon be hid in the tree canopy. I found it interesting to notice the differences in how each plant buds.