I believe the temperature actually rose to about 15 degrees (F) today—warmer than I expected. Still a little nippy, though. When Jack and I finally got brave enough to head up Beech Hill, a slight breeze had risen. “Slight” is the key word here, because the temps were likely no higher than 10 or 12 by then. Clear, though.
Still, I wonder why we met no one else up there—no humans or dogs, I mean. Fact is, we met no birds or other critters, either. By the time we reached the summit, I was thinking I’d have no species on my Beech Hill List today for the first time in a while. At least there was a nice rising moon. At the north side of Beech Nut, I turned to look up at it, and there, at the tip of a spruce, facing us, sat a merlin.
On our return, I saw—flitting away from the same spruce grove in fact—a shrike. Then seven or eight crows flew silently by. And at the road, I heard (then saw) a couple of kinglets and a downy woodpecker.
Nature never fails to deliver, if you just look around.
Beech Hill List
Beginning at 3:15 p.m., I hiked the open trail.
2. Northern shrike
3. American crow*
4. Golden-crowned kinglet
5. Downy woodpecker
6. American robin (v)
7. Herring gull
8. Rock pigeon
v = voice only