Saturday morning, walking with Kuura, saw a tidal change to the bird-scape, as overnight Robins, Wrens and Redwing took their territories, and the sound of "tic", "trrrrrrrrrrrrrr" and the wacky song of Redwing rang out all around the neighborhood.
From nowhere, a colony of Black Headed and Common Gulls appeared on the newly exposed Rocky island offshore from the house, and got down to the task of courtship, even though the lake surface remains frozen.
Here the evidence of Spring migration packs much more of a wallop, undiluted by staging areas for waders, ducks and insectivorous Passerines. So many birds, familiar to an Irish environment during the Winter, are entirely absent, by necessity, from the Finnish landscape for half the year. And when they hit, they hit hard.
Robins and wrens, in Finland, show markedly different behavior to those in the Irish landscape too, being true, nigh on invisible, forest species here, as opposed to easily seen garden entities.
Despite numerous tics and trrrrrrs along our morning walk, I only saw one of each of these birds, luckily both in the garden.
Movement over the garden was evident too, as flocks of geese and cranes came over at random, with both Tundra Bean goose and Russian Whitefronted Goose being most notable.
Meadow Pipits and White Wagtails also called overhead as they make their return to the north.