This Red-winged Blackbird posed near the feeder. We love the "O-kaa-lee" songs of the Red-winged Blackbirds who are breeding around the marshy edge of our pond, it is such a sound of spring.Photo © Lillian Stokes, 2006

Just about every morning we look at birds, even if it is just out our window over a cup of coffee. We record in our journal the birds we see, and anything else interesting going on. We have a little daily "award" called the B.O.D., or Bird Of the Day that we give to the most unusual or special bird we record that day. Today's B.O.D. award goes to the Eastern Towhee that showed up at our feeder. We were first alerted to it by its "che-wink" call note. It was at our feeder eating cracked corn. The bird we saw today was a male, who is black above with rufous sides. The above photo is of a female we photographed last year. The Eastern Towhee used to be considered one species with the Spotted Towhee of the West, and both were called Rufous-sided Towhee. They are now considered separate species and have separate names.
Migration has started all across North America. Billions of birds will be on the move from their wintering locations in the southern U. S., Central and South America. Braving sometimes disastrous weather, hoping refueling stops are available and breeding grounds still there, they travel above us, a vast avian treasure. It is up to us to insure their vital lands are protected and they survive. Look up, celebrate, and protect.
Short-earred Owls breed in the upper U.S. and in the vast, critical, Boreal Forest. 50% of the 700 species of birds that regularly occur in the U.S. and Canada rely on the Boreal for their survival.
Red Knots may soon become extinct if Horseshoe Crabs (whose eggs they eat for refueling food) in Delaware Bay aren't protected from overharvesting.
Ducks need their nesting grounds protected in the vast Prairie Pothole region of the U.S. and Canada, which can produce as much as 50% of the continental waterfowl population.
Spotted Sandpipers who breed on lakes and rivers across much of the U.S., need those shorelines protected.
And American Robins, who migrate through, and may stop to breed in your yard, need you to create good bird habitat on your own property and participate in local and national bird conservation, before even they become endangered.
Last night the final rays of the setting sun created this beauty. We cherish moments like this and appreciate the rich diversity of habitats that is Bobolink Farm: meadow, hayfields, pond, estuary, woodlands, marsh. We feel a sense of accomplishment that we have placed it under conservation easement, and encourage others to do the same on lands that they treasure.
There is a Yellow-bellied Sapsucker excavating a nest hole in the woods behind our new garden. We dig in the earth and listen to the tapping, excavation sounds of wood being chisled. We are excited to think we will witness the nesting life of this bird.
Crows are always visible as we look out over our home, Bobolink Farm. Crows are wary, wise, and curious. We appreciate them. Today we watched a Crow watch a Woodchuck, newly emerged from its hibernation den, as it walked along our stone wall. Bobolink Farm fronts on the Contoocook River. We learned that "Contoocook" is a Native American word meaning "where the crows are". How apt.
(birdPod and the Radio shack #40-1441 speaker)
Spring rains are spreading across much of the East today and tomorrow. 'Tis the time for many amphibians to emerge from their winter hiding places and migrate to vernal ponds to breed.
On our morning walk, we saw a bird flush up out of the large hayfield at our home, Bobolink Farm, and land in a shrub. It turned out to be a Savannah Sparrow, the first one we've seen this year. A beautiful sparrow, Savannah's have a pale, cream-colored breast with fine brown streaking, and distinctive yellow on the front part of their eyebrow.


If we hadn't been sitting drinking our morning coffee and looking out over the pond with our binoculars at just the right time, we wouldn't have witnessed this magic moment — a mother and baby moose swimming across the cove.
Here are our pair of bluebirds, sitting on the nest box they have chosen. We think it's possible the female is the same female that nested here last summer, but it's very hard to tell. The bluebirds from last year, named "Buffy" and "Spot", bred in mid-July to August and both were molting, so they looked ratty and were not in their best colors. It is hard to know what they would look like now, in bright, fresh, breeding plumage.
Yesterday we couldn't even get photos up on blogger, most likely because 1. We have a dial-up connection, 2. It was after 6 pm when possibly the most traffic occurs on blogger. So here is another try.
After our long journey, we made it back to Bobolink Farm, our 45 acre NH property named in honor of the Bobolinks that nest in our large hayfield. The first thing we did was hang up our bird feeder. Greeting us were many birds. Each morning, over our cup of coffee, we write in our journal and keep a list of the birds and happenings. This morning there were a pair of Common Mergansers, 7 beautiful Common Goldeneye ducks, and a pair of Mallards on the pond. A Bald Eagle, then a Great Blue Heron, flew over. A pair of Eastern Phoebes were checking out our barn. That is where phoebes nested last year, we think this is the same pair. Robins, titmice, juncos, and a Pine Warbler were singing. At the feeders were chickadees, titmice, White-breasted Nuthatches, Red-winged Blackbirds, Downy Woodpeckers, juncos, Mourning Doves, Blue Jays, and Song Sparrows.
From the north woods 8 Turkeys appeared and walked by the stone wall. A big male constantly displayed to the females, while a tree Swallow looked on. See the digiscoped photo taken from far away, I just held the camera to the scope.
Some years ago we were lucky to witness the wonderful mating rituals that occur this time of year for Greater Prairie-Chickens. Here is the post,

We hope to show you additional photos at a later time. Tomorrow we return home to Bobolink Farm.
The clerk in our hotel knew little about the Ivory-billed Woodpecker, had no maps of the region, and had no idea where Bayou de View was, but sent us to Gene's Restaurant for information.
The sign outside Gene's says, Welcome to Brinkley and Gene's, "Home of the Ivory Bill Wood Pecker." Inside there are lots of paintings and posters of the bird,
and good country cooking, including hearty breakfasts and "theme" menu items such as the Ivory-billed burger and Ivory-billed brownie sundae. Gene's also sold t-shirts, postcards, and the waitress at the cash register gave us a map of the Cache River NWR and Bayou de View (where the original sightings were reported) and another map of Dagmar Wildlife Management Area, location of other sightings. A woman in line started to talk to us about the Ivory-bill, said she had seen those woodpeckers when she was younger, "they flew so beautiful." She pointed out areas to search on the map of Dagmar and told us to watch out for Cottonmouth snakes that were numerous, since the weather had turned warmer.
After breakfast we drove to the Rt. 17 bridge over the Bayou de View waterway. Much of the surrounding area is farm fields which lead right up to the narrow wooded area near the bridge.
Here is the view of the bridge. According to the story, Tim Gallagher and Bobby Harrison had canoed under the bridge, "paddled the length of the 'lake' south of 17, turned right into a narrow channel" and that is where they report they saw an Ivory-billed Woodpecker.
This sign was at the boat landing at the base of the bridge, encouraging people to be on the lookout for Ivory-billed Woodpeckers.
The Cypress trees in the water at the base of the bridge were very dense. There are signs on the trees indicating this is a "Managed Access Area."
We then went to Dagmar Wildlife Management Area, a beautiful and accessible area with a nice gravel road and campsites. The woods rang with bird song and we saw White-throated Sparrows, Cardinals, Carolina Wrens, Flickers, Downy Woodpeckers, Robins, Cowbirds, Cedar Waxwings, titmice, and heard a Barred Owl calling. The owl swooped across the road and landed, giving Lillian this photo op.
As we drove further in the road, we came to this beautiful overlook area with magnificent, large old trees. It gave us a sense of the majesty of what the original forests must have been like, a feeling of loss of the beauty that was gone, and an understanding of how precious little was left.
This Wood Duck flew down the open channel, probably it was nesting in one of the large cavities in the old trees. It was interesting to try and photograph birds in flight in this habitat. The density of the trees gave us an appreciation of the difficulty of seeing and photographing birds in this environment. Since this Wood Duck was in the open and flying up the channel, it was more photographable.
Unfortunately we had to leave and drive to IL, we had a reservation to see the Greater Prairie-Chickens the following day. But before we left town, we had to stop at this charming store, the Ivory-bill Nest (e-mail: theivorybillnest@sbcglobal.net), which is filled with all kinds of Ivory-billed Woodpecker gifts; hats, t-shirts, posters, license plates, earrings, paintings, Christmas ornaments, mugs, and much more.
Our favorite thing in the store was this wonderful mural painted on the floor. This is as close to an Ivory-billed Woodpecker as we got.