Yellow-rumped Warbler (with fly).
With Jack hiking chilly, gray Beech Hill today, I got a photo of a warbler that had just caught a fly. Think of all the warblers, and all the flies, and all the flies there’d be if there were no warblers, and all life’s other ifs. Populations do rise and fall, species do go extinct. But within our thin, protective atmospheric cocoon, Nature so breezily juggles so many interconnected systems. It all seems normal. We hardly notice.
I did, however, notice the bloody carcass of a big healthy fox killed by a car out front of my place this morning. Roadkill seems, well, out-of-place.
Still, Nature manages to keep all things in balance—in its secret, inscrutable way.
Beech Hill List
Beginning at 1:15 p.m., I hiked the open trail.
1. Yellow-rumped Warbler**
2. Black-capped Chickadee*
3. American Crow*
4. Song Sparrow
5. Northern Flicker (v)
6. Eastern Towhee (v)
Elsewhere
7. Herring Gull
v = Voice only
*Also elsewhere
**Voice only elsewhere
Tags: American crow, black-capped chickadee, eastern towhee, herring gull, northern flicker, song sparrow, yellow-rumped warbler
