I was on the road at dawn on the way to New Egypt, but Rt 539 was closed, as it often is, probably another crash. Since there is no practical way of getting to New Egypt other than by 539, I turned around and went to my comfort zone of Whitesbog. With the temperature at 14 and a feels like at 0, I walked my four miles, but birds were at a premium. The most entertainment I got was stopping to watch a Downy Woodpecker chisel away at little tree bordering the Upper Reservoir. It was low on the trunk and the wood chips were flying. Every now and again I'd see something amber at the tip of its beak, whether they were insect eggs or sap I don't know, but it was amazing to see how fast one can strip away the bark. And how little food it gets for its efforts.
Cedar Waxwing, Hermit Thrush photo: Shari Zirlin |
And later Shari called me to come right away to the kitchen window, she saw the back of a thrush and wanted to know what it was. It flew off but I went outside and found a Hermit Thrush in the white pine. Hermit Thrush is a very infrequent visitor to our yard. Looking up my records, I see that this only the 5th one we've had and the first in almost 7 years. Shari was sitting at the storm door taking photos of the birds at the bath with her phone. Pretty good shots too considering that they're taken through glass with a phone. I heard her yelp and exclaim, "I got them," and there, in her photo was both the waxwing and the thrush on the rim. I guess we were the only open water source around today, because all the birds were fighting for a spot, doves, chickadees, titmice, robins, finches, yellow-rumps, even starlings and House Sparrows which are not very common in our backyard. I only wish today were a FeederWatch day; what a list I would have had!
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