April 13 [1962], Friday
When I woke up this morning, there was two inches of snow on the ground, and it was nearly a blizzard outside. However, it soon stopped snowing and before dark, there was barely a trace of snow on the ground.
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Sunday, April 13, 2008
Field Notes from the Past #6
Being a continuation of field-journal entries from the springs of 1962 and 1963 when I was a budding ornithologist of just 15 or 16 growing up in the rural village of Galien in Berrien County, Michigan.
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