Random Tree Sparrow

This is a random photo I got an American Tree Sparrow on Friday.

I wonder how much longer I will see these guys and how soon they will be replace by incoming field sparrows?

Red-wings

Ah, Spring, you did just what I thought you would do.  You pushed it all the way to the edge with your warmth, even giving me 60 degree days. Yesterday, I biked to a meeting and got a slight tan for my folly of a lack of sunscreen.  Each day on the bike trail gave a new migrant.  Monday it was just juncos practicing their territory song.  Tuesday a few groggy red-winged blackbirds showed up (like the bird above), Wednesday you gave me bluebirds around my beehives--all so wonderful.  And today, you give us back the cold.  Even the red-winged blackbirds seemed to be singing, "I came back for this?!?"

I was out today with my buddy who runs Avian Images and after the warm temperatures of earlier this week, we were hoping for a warm day at Wood Lake Nature Center.  We didn't get it. But it was still nice to see red-winged blackbirds here, a sure sign of spring--much better than the confusing robins that we see all winter.

Black Penguins, White Puffin & Hybrids

Last week, the interwebs were stoked over the photos of the "Shaft of King Penguins." This week a mostly white puffin has been photographed.  I know many of the headlines read that the black penguin was a one in a zillion color morph but they seemed to ignore a smaller black Adelie penguin that Noah Stryker took and posted in his blog in 2008. Meanwhile, Minnesota Bird Nerd has some interesting posts up about a possible chickadee/titmouse hybrid (not unlike the hybrid someone guest blogged here last year).  He also has another post up about a possible junco/white-throated sparrow hybrid as well.  And if you enjoy MN Bird Nerd's blog and banding, be sure to head out to Lowry Nature Center this Saturday.  He and Mark will be publicly banding birds--should be pretty good bird wise with the temperatures changing and warmer weather.  Maybe we'll get a fox sparrow?  I have to give a program at the St Paul Library on Saturday afternoon, but plan on being at Lowry in the morning for some good birding times.

Meadowlands Birding Sign

Forgot to post this earlier.

Thank you Pepsi and Meadowlands for making a Birder Sign.  Refreshing change from seeing only Welcome Hunters signs.

Spring In Sax Zim Bog

Boy!  I needed yesterday.  I got one last look at a rough-legged hawk before they head north to their breeding grounds.

When Non Birding Bill opened his show MacBeth: The Video Game Remix, we engaged in the traditional opening night party after wards.  When I woke up the following Monday morning, I wasn't sure if my body was having a bad reaction to my first long bike ride after winter, I was slightly hungover or coming down with a cold or flu.  By the afternoon, it was obvious that I was getting sick.  I hoped it would be mild, I had a busy weekend ahead with work and a friend from Michigan was coming to town and requested a Birds and Beers on Saturday night and a trip to Sax Zim Bog on Sunday.  I sensibly spent the rest of the week sleeping, watching movies and eating lots of spicy food.  Saturday I felt okay and had a terrific time at Merlin's Rest (so good that between it and Daylight Savings Time I managed only 3 hours sleep before leaving for the bog).

It was such a perfect day at the bog--mostly sunny, blue skies, a few colorful clouds, temperatures in the fifties and most of the snow melted.  The sun brought out the color of the bark on the dogwood, grasses and pussy willow.  I also had excellent company in the form of BlobbyBirdMan (aka Mark). I wondered if we'd see many sunny signs of spring and we did.  Above you might notice a dark lump in a distant bare tree.  That was Blobby's lifer porcupine.

I tried to digiscope it as a souvenir for him but the porcupine appeared to be rather lethargic or doing his best impersonation of a sloth.  We hoped we would hear ruffed grouse drumming and we did.  It was distant, so we walked into the bog a bit, we found a log and sat for a long stretch to listen.  About every ten minutes we would hear the tentative drum beating and then accelerate.  I've always thought it more of a sound that you feel inside your rather than hear.  Mark described it as more of a heart beat type sound.  After being sick all week, I treasure the time spent on a log with no talking and natural sounds (periodically broken up by the sound of a distant train or surprisingly close ATV).

I did get off with a rather dubious start.  The first bird I stopped our car for ended up being a starling.  But not long after that, I stopped at a spot that looked good for black-backed and three-toed woodpeckers.  As soon as I turned the engine off in my car, I heard soft tapping and it wasn't long before Mark got his lifer black-backed woodpecker.  We also had a small flock of boreal chickadees show up too.

One of Mark's target birds was a bohemian waxwing and we saw several flocks.  What was interesting was the very different attitude the birds had compared to last November when winter was just getting underway.  Back then they were in large flocks and the birds stayed close together calling with a bit of urgency.  The flocks we saw yesterday were very loose and calling but with an easy going frequency.

Some of them even appeared to be setting up pairs.  The really exciting thing was the the waxwings weren't eating berries but jumping out into the blue and catching insects!  It's warm enough for insects!  Whoot!  That was also confirmed on the drive home when several large bugs left tacky yellow smudges on my windshield.

There were still good numbers of pine siskins about but we didn't see much in the way of grosbeaks or redpolls.  Some of the feeders were coming down in the bog too.  The feeders on Blue Spruce road were missing.  The home owners said that the pole came down during the melt and broke all the feeders.  I asked if they needed some new ones.  I figured birders would be willing to donate some since so many of us enjoy the feeders.  They said that they get plenty of donations and that they would put them up again next fall.

The feeders on Admiral Road were still going only now instead of a big old hunk of deer carcass, there's an actual bird feeder and suet cages.  I heard that there had been some complaints from residents in the bog that the deer carcass would attract wolves.  I think wolves are in the bog whether deer carcasses are hung or not--I actually saw one there a few years ago crossing the railroad tracks.  But if the locals will allow feeders for public enjoyment as long as it's not a deer rib cage, that's a reasonable compromise. It's really nice that there are people willing to maintain public bird feeders in the bog.  I know some mornings I don't always want to fill the feeder out the window.

We saw mostly red-breasted nuthatches and black-capped chickadees at the feeder.  Some blue jays and some grays also flew in.  Red-breasted nuthatches were definitely pairing up.  Look at the female red-breasted nuthatch above.  By that swollen little cloaca, I'd say she's in them mood for some mating.

Speaking of mating, Mark spied a distant northern hawk owl and when we pulled over, we briefly saw a larger one beneath it mantling.  The larger hawk owl dove lower into the trees and I wondered if we caught the tail end of a food pass between a male and female northern hawk owl?  The smaller of the two continued his watch for prey from the tops of snags.  We heard a bit of vocalization which is called the "scree yip" on the Cornell Owl CD.  It can be used as either an alert to an intruder or during food pass.  We were way too far out on the road to be causing it, so perhaps it was related to food passing.  I hope they stay and raise a few chicks.

At another stop, we heard a woodpecker quietly working away at some bark and I hoped it would be a three-toed for Mark, I've seen them here before.  Alas, it ended up being a hairy woodpecker, but I loved that it gave an excuse to sneak and see the green of the bog.  When you look from the outside along the road, it looks like such a dark and foreboding place and inside the light filtered through the trees is a shady green.

The spongy green floor looked to tempting.  I wanted to take off my jacket and lay there for hours, feeling the cool of the green and enjoying the warm air.  It almost seemed to say, "Sharon, winter is over for sure, spring and summer is definite in its arrival." But I'm not falling for that siren's song.  It's too early in March for me to believe that we will have no more snow.  I thought I would take an alternate route on the way home to try for a few species we missed.  My navigational system and Google Maps took me to Great River Road.  When we were about 6 miles from our destination, we saw an orange sign that read road work was ahead and there was suddenly no pavement.  I went a few miles and felt the shifting mud from the melted snow get more unpredictable and said, "I'm not so confident about this road..."

Famous last words!  I swerved to the right side and was properly lodged into some mud.  DOH!  As I started to figure out how to explain my location to AAA, Mark walked to a neighbor who confirmed we were still on the Great River Road and that he's now so house bound, his neighbor down the way has to fetch his mail and drive him to town, his driveway is a mud trap.  Mark thought it would be faster to look for this neighbor.  We went about a quarter of a mile and their first sing of humans we passed was an old cemetery.  I was beginning to worry this was going into urban legend territory and learn that this man hasn't had any neighbors for 30 years.  Another half mile we found the neighbor who kindly offered to dislodge my Kia with his truck and gave us a route that would be on higher and drier ground. I owe him a big box of chocolates.

We made it out of the mud before sunset and on our way out we were rewarded with a very close northern hawk owl.  It was too dark for digiscoping, but I got a quick photo with my blackberry.  All and all it was a great adventure to cap off a week of being sick.

Aveda & Minnesota Audubon

The Aveda Institute is hosting a fundraiser day for Minnesota Audubon on March 28 from 11am - 3pm! The Annual Aveda Midwest Earth Month Cut-a-Thon and Spa-a-Thon at the Aveda Institute Minneapolis.  Services offered: Hair cut: $25 One step color: $35 Partial foil: $40 Massage: $45 Facial: $40 Express manicure: $15 Brow waxing: $10 Lip waxing: $10

This would help support programs like Golden Eagle 42, so get your hair done, get a massage or a quick little manicure and help out some cool bird studies.  Call 1-800-447-7808 or email avedaearthmonthevent@aveda.com for an appointment.

Open Letter To David Frankel & Red Hour Films

Dear David Frankel & Red Hour Films, Hey, I hear you are making a movie of the book The Big Year, a fun read about three guys who competed to see the most bird species in North America in a calendar year.  News is leaking that you have lined up Jack Black and Owen Wilson and quite possibly Steve Martin to star as the three leads--kudos!  I like all three actors and can't wait to see what you do with it.

But I'm writing this to ask  you a huge favor.  Can you please try to be accurate with the birds in picture.  I'm not asking for much maybe just don't play a red-tailed hawk call for all the bald eagles and the vultures (perhaps that is too much).  Don't make up bird names and at least get in the ball park of what a species looks like.  I'll understand on somethings, like if you get your gulls mixed up (happens to all of us) or if you make all the empidonax flycatchers look the same (cause let's face it, they kinda do) but if they boys are supposed to be looking a red-cockaded woodpecker, please don't show a pileated woodpecker instead--we'll know the difference.  According to US Fish & Wildlife, one in five of us Americans are watching birds, we'll know.  You might hire a consultant to double check your birds.  I'm not saying you need to hire Kenn Kaufman or David Sibley (awesome choices though), but maybe you could find a local birder where you are filming to help you out?  Maybe check with the good folks at Cornell Lab of Ornithology--they could probably help you with some stock footage of birds and their sounds!

Also, it would really mean a lot if all of the birders in the film didn't look like Jane Hathaway and if you could refrain from having Owen Wilson wear a Tilley Hat (no one looks good in those).

We birders want to support this movie, we're really pulling for you.  It's awesome to see birding in the mainstream.  Good luck to you and don't forget some of us bird bloggers when you do your promotions!

Sincerely,

Sharon Stiteler, Birdchick

Project Wildlife's Amazing Red-tailed Hawk Rescue

Sometimes cool stories happen no matter how sick I am!  Earlier this week, I was included on a forward of some incredible red-tailed hawk photos from Project Wildlife.  The bird flew into a forerunner and got stuck! Of course, the email had been forwarded several times and there was little back story on what happened, but thanks to the magic of the internet, I was able to track it down. Outdoor News picked up the story and you can read the full account and see the photos.  They are shocking, but take heart that the bird survived.

If you are moved by that story and a have some spare change, consider donating to Project Widlife, they are a non-profit and they do some amazing work with wildlife and the public!

Summit Nature Park Panama

canopy tower view

I was beginning to think the annual cold that hits me in February might miss me this year, but it arrived unannounced yesterday morning. Gr.  As I have been drinking gallons of various instant Thai soups and toddies to rid my nasal cavaties of this beast before Saturday's Birds and Beers, I wondered what might make me feel better.  Reading some Isak Denisen? Watching old Douglas Sirk movies? But I decided to go back to Panama.

This trip really stuck with me.  I love travel and I'm generally happy where ever I am from a lone prairie in North Dakota to the porch step of my neighbor Zoe to an abandon research station in Kazaskhstan, but when I have quiet moments to myself, I find my brain returns to the platform on top of the Canopy Tower, gazing beyond the Panama Canal and into the unknown of the rain forest listening to unknown creatures in air thick with humidity carrying the smell of lush green leaves.

pan oro nests

One place that I really enjoyed was our trip to Municipal Summit Nature Park.  Check out those big hanging oropendola nests hanging from the fronds of a palm tree.  This was a zoo and park and our primary reason for visiting was to see a harpy eagle exhibit.  But what I really enjoyed about this park was that it gave me a chance to spend time with some common Central American birds--they weren't in cages but in the surrounding trees and gardens.  Since so many people pass through the park, the wild birds are habituated to people and you could get some great views and photos.

pan masked tatyra

This is a female masked tityra, a cavity nesting bird.  She was taking her time selecting the berries ready to eaten. I think this is one of those birds that scientists aren't sure where they fit in the grand scheme of taxonomy.  That face with the red skin kind of reminds me of a crane or muscovy.

pan black vulture

I think I mentioned earlier that vultures were the most common bird in Panama--like house sparrows.  At the park, the vultures (like the above black vulture) flew in to see what pickin's could be had around trash bins and picnic tables.  I believe you could throw scraps to some of these birds and they'd waddle right up.  They were a bit cagey when I would aim my scope at them, pictures made them shy.  It's okay to come to humans with food, not one that is giving you the stare down with a large scope.

pan harpy eagle

We did see the harpy eagle exhibit.  I believe this bird is from the Peregrine Fund and has been part of the education and captive breeding program.  Some harpy eagles have been released in Panama, not too far from Canopy Tower.  I was a tad jealous to discover that one was seen on a field trip after I left the Panama, but sometimes in birding, that's the way it crumbles, cookie-wise.  Look at the feet on this bird.  This bird has what I would call man hands for feet--that's because they eat big prey...like sloth.  There's a famous video of a harpy eagle grabbing and killing a slot.  The first time I showed it to Non Birding Bill, he was underwhelmed.  He said, "Yeah, it's big but come on, it's a sloth.  It doesn't move that fast."  But then he saw one being treated at The Raptor Center one day and was shocked by the size of it's toes--they were as big as his hands.

harpy size

Here's a sign that gives you an idea of the size of the harpy eagle compared to your average guy and a bald eagle.  According to The Peregrine Fund a harpy eagle can be between 35 - 41 inches long (huh, I'm 60 inches long) and weigh anywhere from 10 pounds (a male) to upwards of 20 pounds (female).  Bald eagles in MN average about 10 pounds.  It's a big, cool bird and I was honored to see one in a large paddock if I could not see it in the wild.

pan squirrel cuckoo

Another cool bird we got great looks at was a squirrel cuckoo.  I'd seen one in Guatemala and we saw quite a few in Panama.  They remind me of a cross between a sharp-shinned hawk and a brown thrasher (they've got the bright red eye like sharpie and the beautiful cinnamon brown of the thrasher).  They're huge but like to hide in the canopy.  Like many birds, they will fly ahead of an army ant swarm catching bugs trying to flee the coming swarm.  Birds weren't the only fun we saw at the zoo, we also got to see some cool little bats:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pN11f_lM3tI

That is a tent-making bat.  Here's a photo:

pan tent making bat

Isn't just the cutest little thing!  These little dudes make bite marks along the palm leaf causing it to bend down and create a tent to roost under during the day (hence the name).  This species of bat is very tiny and they eat a variety of foods including insects, fruit and nectar.  I love that little stripey face.

pan black hawk

As we were leaving the park, we got one more bird--a black hawk perched on one of the paddocks.  At first I thought maybe it was part of the zoo, but I banged on the cab of the truck to stop.  It was a wild hawk that stay perched then flew across the road in front of us.  I wasn't able to get a better photo, but it was a great view for my first ever sighting of a black hawk.

turkey vulture

I'll leave you with one last turkey vulture shot.  This poor guy was trying so hard to preen and kept missing getting his actual feather in this beak.  Check it out below:

preen miss

That's gotta be like an itch you can't scratch.  Alright, cold medicine is kicking in.  Time to stop blogging.

Wheatus, The Birding Band

I really enjoy Twitter. It's not for everyone, but for someone like me who has friends scattered all over the country, it's kind of like sharing an office with them. I work part time from home and I'm a social creature. Being alone all day gets to me, but with Twitter, I can share daily bits of info with my friends (and some new people). It's like being in a cubicle environment with people I actually enjoy and sometimes you discover cool things like WildBird on the Fly posted on her Twitter feed a link to a one in zillion penguin: it's all black.  Be sure see the photo here and here too. It's the Shaft of penguins! Twitter is also how I got my interview with Rob at Outdoor Talk on Sunday--he asked me through Twitter (who was a blast to talk to with his on air partner Tim and gave a nice promo to this Saturday's Birds and Beers.

But the big reason I love Twitter is the odd random people you can connect with on Twitter that you otherwise would never have the opportunity to know.  Some of you might be familiar with the band Wheatus.  I fell in love with them years ago when Non Birding Bill played me their song Teenage Dirtbag (if you've never heard the song, take a listen, it's awesome).  They've released several albums and they even covered one of my favorite Erasure songs A Little Respect.

There was some kind of weird thread about vegemite going on with Twitter and I saw some retweet a photo from an @Wheatus:

Not a remarkable photo, but for one thing.  If you are a birder, do you recognize anything in that photo?  I spotted it right away and I'm not sure if I should be impressed or not that I recognized it so quickly.  Don't see it yet?  Here's a hint:

This is the back of my Kaufman Guide to Birds.  Take a look at the photo again:

To which I asked on Twitter: Wait a minute, does @wheatus have a Kaufman guide behind him? He birds???

And Wheatus responded: @birdchick Nice spot....best bird book ever.

We then got into a conversation about birds, Kenn Kaufman (and his ability to rock out), potoos.  I shared some with Kenn--we've got to get these crazy kids together.

This discovery has my mind turning.  Most birders are trying to find ways to get younger people interested in the activity.  Many bird festivals are looking to increase attendance.  Wouldn't it be awesome to book Wheatus to a bird festival?  Wouldn't it be magical to find a way to have both Kenn Kaufman and Wheatus at a bird festival?  Some organizers may balk and say, "I've never heard of them."  That's a sign that they are popular with the market you are trying to attract and have been unable to do so.

You can download albums from Wheatus and they allow you to do it free, but you should leave a donation.  It's a new trend among musicians to make their own way in a struggling industry.  So give some love and support to this great band who happens to enjoy birds...and if you organize any birding event, find a way to get some funds to bring them to your festival.