Keeper of the Superfluous Es!

Early spring in Vermont is a lot like winter, but with less snow. We can see the ground, but the trees are still completely bare, grass hasn't grown, and the only flowers yet are the occasional bloodroot and optimistic crocuses. On one hike I got excited to see some green on a hill, but it turned out to be last year's ferns, all squashed flat. There are still many days that hover around freezing, alternating between rain and snow. Earlier this week I had to drive in a sudden aggressive windy snowstorm that didn't stick but made visibility near zero.

But the important question: How are the birds doing? Migratory species keep showing up one by one. We saw our first Double-crested Cormorant of the year flying over Lake Champlain while we were visiting the waterfront. Eastern Phoebes are also back, including the one who makes its summer home in our yard. Several mornings I've seen it in the tree out my bedroom window, doing its characteristic tail-bob. And I heard my year's first Wood Duck before I saw it on the river—they don't quack, but let out a distinctive squeal.

We're on the edge of the year-round range for White-throated Sparrow and I have seen them here in winter before, but they're much more common in the spring and I've been hearing their ohhh sweeet caaaaanada song. Red Crossbill can supposedly be here in the winter too, but I saw my first of the year this week.

It's also getting easier to see waterfowl now that some of the smaller lakes and ponds aren't completely frozen over. Hooded Mergansers can be seen on the non-frozen parts of Lake Champlain in the winter, but now they're back on our local pond too.

We also get species briefly passing through while headed elsewhere on their migration routes. I was excited to spot a pair of Northern Shovelers on the pond in late March, which was a little early for them to show up here—the eBird app prompted for evidence when I reported them, so I attached this very non-aesthetic but at least diagnostic photo. They're both in this picture, but the brown female is much harder to see!



I think I was the first to see them, or at least my eBird report was first. I felt kinda special scrolling through all the subsequent reports as birders flocked to take a look. I also saw a pair in the same spot last year in the first week of April; I wonder if they're the same birds.

And the year-rounders who have been here all winter are shifting into breeding mode. Every day the American Goldfinches at our feeder are a little yellower, their breeding plumage showing up in scruffy patches. Black-capped Chickadees are a constant as always, but I'm hearing more territorial yooo-hooo calls as well as the eponymous chick-a-dee-dee-dee. The little Brown Creepers are singing instead of just buzzing, and I spotted one darting in and out from behind the peeling park of a tree, immediately after I saw a video explaining that that's where they nest!

So that's 53 species for me in 2026 so far. Countdown to warbler season in a couple of weeks!

This is the fifth and final part of my book club notes on The Black Fantastic. [Part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4.]


"Spyder Threads" by Craig Laurance Gidney (2021)

( Disabled fashion models keep disappearing after they work with a mysterious designer. )


"The Orb" by Tara Campbell (2021)

( An environmentalist cult creates an ever-growing, consuming entity. )


"We Travel the Spaceways" by Victor LaValle (2021)

( A homeless man hears voices from deep space. )


"Ruler of the Rear Guard" by Maurice Broaddus (2022)

( A Black American woman travels to Ghana to join a pan-African repatriation movement. )


the end

Though these last few stories weren't my favorites, the collection overall had some strong entries. It was noted that there was more group consensus about which stories we liked and which we didn't than there has been in some other books we've read, so the discussions ended up being a little shorter than usual.

The group plans to continue with This All Come Back Now, the first ever published anthology of speculative fiction by Australian Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander authors.

Every year in April, LGR used to do a themed month of edutainment game reviews. Since he called it quits I have held my own Edutainment Month here on DW, because it's important to be the change you want to see in the world.

First up is Word Rescue, a platformer designed to drill kids on reading basic words. The deep lore of the game is that the Gruzzles, these evil little monster guys, can't read, and they don't want anyone else to read either, so they have stolen all the words from our books and you have to, you might say, rescue them. You do this by jumping into question mark blocks which turn into words, and then finding the picture that matches that word elsewhere in the level. When you've matched them all, you get the key to the next level.

I'm gonna be honest with you guys: ( This game is actually kind of hard. [cut for length] )

You can buy the full version of Word Rescue on Steam for $4.99 USD. You can also still download the free shareware episode from the website of the developer Redwood Games, which delivers a dose of nostalgia in itself as it appears not to have been updated since 2006. (I enjoyed the indignant rant about Windows Vista breaking backwards DOS compatibility.)

But note that Redwood's site claims Word Rescue was "the first game ever made in which you got to pick whether to play as a girl or a boy," which is a bald-faced lie. Just off the top of my head, I can think of Moraff's World (1991), Ultima VI (1990), and who could forget Fred/Fiona Fixit of the great Night Shift (1990)? So it's up to you whether you want to do business with such a mendacious organization.