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Northern Flickers Have Returned
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Sunday, March 28, 2021
Worm Moon of March Look Tonight
Last night's full moon, is called the "Worm Moon" because it is the time of year when worms appear as the soil warms. How appropriate then that last night I listened to American Woodcocks "peent" and display on our field, as they eat lots of earthworms. This morning there are 40 American Robins in the rain in our field also eating earthworms. Other Native American names for the March full moon are the Eagle Moon, Goose Moon, and Crow Comes Back Moon. This morning an Adult Bald Eagle sat in a tree next to the field. It knew. Nature watching is magical and can bring joy any time of day, especially at night. Nikon P950 photo on "moon" setting.
Friday, March 26, 2021
American Woodcocks Have Returned!
Last year about this time, in our field, at dusk, we heard an American Woodcock calling it's peculiar, nasal "peent" sound. I looked through my binoculars, and could actually see the bird in the dim light. Wow, what a great bird!! Those shoe button eyes on top of its head allow it to look for predators while it feeds on earthworms with its bill stuck in the ground. One of the most astounding things about woodcocks is the males' courtship display, which is exactly what our bird was doing. After giving multiple "peents" he rose in the air in a spiral, hundreds of feet high and you could hear his wings making a twittering sound. At the very top of his flight, he made a canary-like chirping for several seconds, as he began his descent. After landing, he began his "peent" calls again. Male woodcocks do courtship displays, at dusk and dawn, in open fields, hoping to attract as many females as they can. Females go to the fields, mate with a male, then go into the woods and nest and raise the young by themselves. The young are born fully feathered and can walk and soon feed themselves. Woodcocks nest in much of the eastern part of the country. If you live near open fields you can go and listen for woodcock displays and witness this amazing woodcock behavior for yourself.
Friday, February 26, 2021
Red-breasted Nuthatches have reached the Gulf Coast!
Cute Red-breasted Nuthatches are still at my feeders in SW NH. Even though they can breed in NH, I saw an influx here in late summer. Red-breasted Nuthatches are part of this big "irruptive" year, especially for finches, that's going on now caused by food shortages in northern areas. Many Red-breasted Nuthatches have moved out of their year round range down to the far southern edges of their non-breeding range, as shown in light purple on this eBird map for Feb. Make sure and submit your eBird reports for this species, so more can be learned about the distribution of this little nuthatch.
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Wednesday, February 24, 2021
Bald Eagle Attacked by Red-shouldered Hawk
Looks like a mid-air collision. The Bald Eagle continued to fly off and the Red-shouldered Hawk left. This Red-shouldered Hawk is nesting near where the eagle was sitting and it decided it was not going to tolerate the eagle, at least not today. Lucky I had my camera nearby.
Tuesday, February 16, 2021
Indigo Bunting Cheeriness
Thursday, February 11, 2021
Nature is Healing
Tuesday, February 09, 2021
Northern Harriers still here!
Tuesday, January 05, 2021
Birding Is A Big Tent
Birding is a big tent. Finding rare birds rates high on the Richter scale of excitement. The more rare the bird the more exciting, such as finding a first Western Hemisphere record (remember the Red-footed Falcon, Martha’s Vineyard, Aug., 2004, I do). Huge areas of birding involve searching for and recording rare birds. Are we hard-wired to seek rare birds? Yes, there is a “novelty center” of the brain (substantia nigra/ventral segmental area) that responds to completely new things. Those new things activate our midbrain area increasing our dopamine levels which make us want to go exploring in search of a reward.
But there are other ways that people interact with birds. Sometimes it is devotion to a single species, such as a woman I knew who was all things bluebird. She taught and led conservation efforts, had her home decorated with bluebirds on tea towels, wallpaper, dinnerware and coffee mugs. She even had dinner with bluebirds, sitting at one end of her picnic table while the Eastern Bluebirds feasted on mealworms at the other end.
Statistics tell us that there are 45 million birdwatchers in the U.S. and the majority of them relate to birds in their backyards and at their feeders. Other research says that just being able to see birds on a daily basis from your windows or neighborhood reduces depression, anxiety and stress, so no wonder the bird feeding hobby is booming during this pandemic. Some people do bird feeding in a big way with large numbers of feeders attracting a big diversity of birds. Then there are others like the man I once met in the bird aisle of a store. He had a large bag of cheap seed, full of seeds like milo that have been shown not to attract the widest variety of birds. I tried to politely engage him and educate him about getting more bird diversity with quality seed. He really didn’t want to hear it and maybe the seed he was buying was what he could afford. I don’t even think he knew or particularly cared what species he was attracting. And I though to myself, you know that’s OK. He is where he is and in his own way gets pleasure.
So birding is a big tent. All are welcome. The point is that all in the tent have a connection to birds. That connection is a force, whether it is a glowing ember or roaring fire. That force is what can lead to people to value and conserve birds, saving the birds, the planet, and ultimately ourselves.
Monday, December 21, 2020
Red-shouldered Hawk, Nikon P950 and Ethical Photography
Monday, December 07, 2020
Good-bye Phoebe, Aug. 3, 2006 - Dec. 7, 2020
We lost our precious, Pembroke Welsh Corgi, Phoebe (age 14 1/2), this morning, she went over the rainbow bridge. Having to put a pet down is one of the hardest things in life, as many of you know. Each pet takes a piece of your heart. It was even harder for me as I was not able to hold her in my arms and comfort her when they put her down, because of Covid. But I know she knew I was with her. I waited in the car and sent her my love. When it was over I was left with her paw print memento and my tears. (I will get her ashes later).
Phoebe was a special girl, sweet, wise, independent, and still was doing well at age 14. In her last year she became nearly deaf (fortunately she knew hand signals from her obedience training) and clingy. She decided to sleep under my bed, wake me at 6 a.m., then kiss my ankles when I got up to take her out. Phoebe was many things: a photogenic cover girl, agility dog, blogger, excellent tracker, foodie, and wonderful mentor to cousin Abby. By the time we got Andre, a year ago, she had become pack leader emeritus, while Abby moved up in leadership. All three Corgis got along extremely well. She died of complications from back disease exacerbated by a slip during the recent storm. Ironically, yesterday, as a Christmas present for myself, I ordered a mug with three Corgis on it and they put the names on under each Corgi, Phoebe, Abby and Andre. We will miss her so much. We are grateful to still have two Corgis, thank god.
Sunday, December 06, 2020
Winter Storm Eartha, Here Comes Winter!
Saturday, December 05, 2020
American Tree Sparrow, Winter Beauty
Wednesday, December 02, 2020
Pine Grosbeaks, Beautiful Northern Finches, Are Here!
Monday, November 23, 2020
Famous Barred Owl
Tuesday, November 17, 2020
Snow Buntings Are Coming!
Snow Buntings
Friday, November 13, 2020
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