Wednesday morning I set my alarm for 4:30 am, got up, and looked out the window; overcast skies and foggy. I told myself that it was unlikely I’d get a shot of the first-in-150years-super-full-blue-blood moon. I went back to bed without taking a step outside.
So, I don’t have a photo of that. This, however, was taken yesterday morning while I was freezing and hiking around the woods. The moon is pretty, most days.
Apologies for all the bird pictures of late. But I’ve had a lot of birding moments since the new year began, so they dominate my thoughts.
This one was sweet. I visited Pedernales Falls State Park today, which has a wonderful pair of bird blinds. While I was inside one of the bird blinds, a little ruby-crowned kinglet hit the roof and fell inside the bird blind. He was stunned, and stuck in a narrow opening in the wall. I picked him up and set him on the floor. He eventually got his wits about him again and flew off.
It is rare that I can even lay eyes on these guys long enough to identify them. So I enjoyed getting an up close look at this little one. I had my telephoto lens on my Olympus, so I had to take this macro shot with my iphone. So tiny!
American Kestrel. Commons Ford Park in Austin. Sometimes this is the best shot you can get.
I got a few up close shots of a wood duck yesterday. What a colorful creature.
I went for a hike today around our neighborhood greenbelt and pond. I came across this white-throated sparrow, who posed just long enough for me to raise the camera, focus and press the shutter. It’s a rare thing for me to have the sun at my back when I try to get an unexpected shot off.
It’s a pretty bird, with an even prettier song.
By the way, “lifer” just means it is a first in my lifetime sighting of the species.
Birder’s track the number of bird species seen in their lifetime (a life list), and also keep track of those seen in a given year. Sometimes, a birder sees an incredibly large number of species in a year, which is lauded as a “big year.” This past year, 2017, was my first year of really paying attention to birds. I have sought them out, listened to them, tried to lay eyes on them, and have learned much. And…I am happy to tally 167 species that I have seen in 2017. Not a big year, really, but a fantastic one in my book. I can recall where I saw each of these birds this year; some, but not all, captured on film. I look forward to more birding in 2018.
Here is a pic of a some of my common backyard birds on the fountain today. Temperatures have been in the 20s for a couple of days. Since the pump keeps the water moving, it is the only unfrozen source of water in the yard. I see two female house finches, three male lesser goldfinches, and a female northern cardinal.
And, there they go. You have to be quick to capture the birdies.
Yesterday, I participated in the 118th annual Audubon Society Christmas Bird Count (CBC) for an area around the Pedernales River out in the Texas Hill Country. This was my second time doing it. The first time, last year, was my first real birding experience and I enjoyed it immensely. In the year since, I must admit that I have officially caught the birding bug and have many hiked many miles and logged hundreds of hours seeking out and identifying birds.
So, yesterday, I was a much better birder. And because of that, I enjoyed it more, and saw some new (for me) birds – aka “lifers.” Thankfully, while the collective consensus weather forecast was for downpours all day long, it only rained a bit in the morning, and we were left with just fog and humidity for the rest of the day. We hiked through woods, canyons, river and creek-side trails from about 8AM to 4PM. Our group logged 40-50 species, most of which I was able to spot in my binoculars.
Yes, the birding was nice, but it is just good for my soul to get out and experience places like this…
A damp and foggy overlook above the Pedernales River:
A sparrow-laden native prairie on an uplands section:
There is still time to join in on a CBC in your area – going on through January 5th. Check out the Audubon website to look for sign ups in your area.
I was taking a picture of this black-crested titmouse on the bark butter board when a red-bellied woodpecker flew through. 🙂
Nearly every day I see a Cooper’s Hawk in the backyard. I think there is a juvenile and an adult that visit. I watched this adult in the birdbath on Thanksgiving Day Eve. It may be a female, as they are larger than a male, and this bird is pretty big. Not a great quality photo because it was taken through a window, but what a beautiful bird.
With the Cooper’s hawk flying through regularly, my backyard bird activity has dropped significantly. But the resident Downy woodpeckers are not phased by it. I have at least one male/female pair. They frequent the feeder all day, every day. This is a photo of a female downy woodpecker (DOWO) on the finch feeder. They love to pick the sunflower chips out of the mix. Downy’s are notoriously difficult to ID versus the similar looking, but larger, Hairy woodpecker species. In this photo, though, you can see a couple of the markers that confirms it is a downy: the relatively short beak, and the black flecks on the outer white tailfeathers. Here’s a link to Audubon guidance on differentiating the two species.
I was sitting on the back patio today when four beautiful warblers decided to take a bath in the fountain, about 10 feet away from me! I was treated to a yellow warbler, two black-throated green warblers, and a mourning warbler. I had my binoculars so I enjoyed a nice long look. But of course, the camera was in the house. After they had moved on, I went back in for my camera. The earlier photo opp didn’t repeat, but I did get a shot or two of a beautiful yellow warbler that dropped down to the fountain for a drink. Fall migration is on!
Since coming home from our road trip, I have noticed a marked decrease in my backyard birdie population. I suspected a hawk was the reason. And today, sure enough, while sitting out back I saw one swoop through the backyard scattering the few birds that were at the feeders. Later in the day, the hawk flew in again and perched on an oak across from me for a few minutes. It is huge. I believe this is a juvenile Cooper’s hawk. Cooper’s hawks and sharp-shinned hawks, both accipiters, are very hard to distinguish from one another. Based on field guidance I’ve read online (e.g., here, here, here and here), the overall size, head shape, tail shape, thick legs, and breast streaking lead me to lean towards a Cooper’s ID. Either way, it’s a beautiful bird, but I wish it would find another yard to terrorize. I miss my abundance of birdies.
We raced in Friday night’s beercan regatta with Kurt. We came in 2nd! And it was a 3 boat race, at that. Light winds but a lovely sunset.
I awoke at 3:30 this morning to the sound of rain falling. I think I could hear the trees rejoicing as well. We got half an inch. I’ll take it!