This morning as I was sitting in my den waiting for the day to warm up a bit and get out of the thirty’s, I was thinking about the bird walk I would be taking out Schad Road, and trying to anticipate what birds I would see. To be honest the list did not include the Evening Grosbeak. I think of them as arriving later in the spring, more like early summer, and yet here in a winter leafless maple tree along Elk Creek were four Evening Grosbeaks. I was happily surprised, but a little confused. It was the first day of Day-light Saving Time, but it felt more like the birds had sprung forward a month, not an hour.