Hope you're recovering from your injuries, and you're up and about for the Spring.
This is the earliest RWBB attack I've heard of around these parts -- I've been the victim of "nature red in beak and claw" from these thugs, but only when the eggs are in the basket. I mean, they're not even beating on each other yet ... Maybe it was something you said?
There's a place on Queen St. E. near Geenwood Rd., on the north side of Queen, where the annual return is announced by the non-stop "konk-la-ree"ing of these thugs (of course there are many, many similar stories out there, I'm sure) at the front of a low-rise apartment building. The thing that cracked me up about it was that they were virtually invisible, hiding out in the many Austrian pines planted there. The thunderous cacophony of red-wingeds was occasionally punctuated by a discordant grackle outburst, adding to the hilarity.
Perhaps I'm easily amused.
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