The calendar claims this is the first day of spring. The marshlands along Fish Creek seem to confirm it. This is rare for Alaska, where late-March is a usually a great time for snow sports. Like me, Aki seems to enjoy the warmth and other spring signs. There’s the busy chit-chit sound of nest building songbirds but I can’t spot them. Nor can I see the sapsucker worrying away at a hidden tree with its beak. Almost all the ducks in the marsh have collected in a small area along the creek, which is now swelling with incoming tidal waters. Mallards make up most of their numbers but I can make out the odd American wigeon among them. I think I also see a teal. Above the rest a quartet of killdeer fly. We don’t usually see those guys.