I almost never see them first. I'm usually going about my daily chores--working in the garden walking the dog--and finally the whistling, trilly song of the birds chatting with each other moves from way back in my subconscious mind up into my conscious mind. It goes from background music to turn-up-the-knob and listen.
I love it. They winter here in flocks and love to eat berries, especially the nasty invasive ligustrum berries when they are more ripe on down the line.
Another sure sign of winter here in Austin is the arrival of cardinals. I saw my first cardinals about a week ago, and now see the males singing their songs perched at the tip top of the naked tree branches. Awesome!
