The fog was just lifting this morning when the dog and I launched out on a wet birding adventure at the Sparrow Farm trail. I was looking for Bobolinks since I had yet to see one in the county this year — and no sooner had we left the truck when I heard and saw several in the large unmowed hayfield before us. They were fun to follow with the binoculars and were very actively flying, courting, and calling. Taking photos of them was a challenge: they were up and then back down in the grass before I could focus on them. They were pretty heavy for the wet stalks and sort of drooped down out of sight. Here’s one just to prove I was there.
I also heard Wilson’s Snipes winnowing – something I had heard before there. Today, they were flying, high in the sky like remote controlled model planes, winnowing as they zoomed and dove. I tried some flight shots — what a joke? They were fast and quite a ways up there. Here are a couple of lame photos.
We had a nice walk through the marshy area into the woods and picked up, by ear and site, about 28 other species. As we finished, the high pitched call of Cedar Waxwings alerted me to a couple just behind me on a low tree. Here’s one of them.
And then, in a birding bonus, a young woodchuck posed for us. The dog was on her leash and never saw it — fortunately for my arm muscles.