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Not an hour after I got back Monday from ten days in FL I was welcomed home by three Sandhills leisurely climbing a thermal over the house. Spring is in the air, but for the small flock of redpolls that are persistent in the yard. A short while later a single fly over Purple Finch was a surprise. Today, after de-icing the roof, I climbed up to scan for goodies over the Kalamazoo Lake basin. A single female Mallard flying up the next street over and a pair of courting ROPI atop the radar dome on the distant dune across the lake were some new easy pickins. Not much moving over the lake today, however.