Right now in my part of the country we are supposed to be experiencing a peak bird migration, moving from south to north, heading to where they hang out at this time of year?
What I actually know about birds and their migration patterns is not enough to fill a thimble. Nonetheless, understanding that they migrate overnight, I got up early this morning to see if there were any late sleepers who missed the migration bus and where hanging out at the wetlands for a few days.
All my usual friends were there, hanging out, doing their springtime things, but I did not see anything different in terms of species or numbers.
Which should not be construed to mean that I did not have a wonderful time. Because I certainly did.
And right near the very end of my walk, I glanced up and spotted someone coming in for a landing.
Wings spread wide, legs stretched behind.
A great blue heron, one of the regular customers at the wetlands. No matter how many times I see them I will always and forever be enchanted by their grace. When I retire maybe I will try to find a group of birders to join. A quiet thoughtful group, who will share their local knowledge with me, but not do too much talking. I like it when the only chattering on a morning walk is from my feathered friends.
Our big thing is to watch the hummingbird migration so I can put food out before we actually see one. I've read that they usually return to the same places year after year. There's a website that list when someone spots a hummer for the first time in Spring to allow other to know about when to expect to see one. Birds are just FUN! BTW, did you get that new bird house and do you have it hanging up?
Posted by: Emie | 05/03/2021 at 04:20 AM