This is the type of morning a birder lives for. The shift in bird species from migration is palpable. Everywhere I walk I hear an old friend from summers past who are newly arrived. Overhead I have a small and steady stream of northward broad-winged hawks (which really has me excited for my digiscoping workshop at HMANA on Friday). I tried to get a video of the eastern bluebird male who has claimed our bluebird houses as his territory. But his song was muted compared to the chipping sparrows, chorus frogs and red-bellied woodpeckers. Still, a fun sample of the spring birds:
I agree! This is the nicest morning we’ve had this year!
You got that right. This morning I saw my first egret of the year at Loring Park along with a pie-billed grebe.
Awww!!! The sounds of Spring! Love it!
Pretty cool how you can see his head stay steady even as the branch sways in the wind. I’ve never really noticed that on a passerine before.
Amy, I know what you mean. I love it when birds do that.
who loves blue birds? I do