American Crow.
Seven degrees (F) first thing. A big moon set, a hazy sun rose. Woke up early, worked until daylight, had breakfast, drove to the studio.
At midday, Jack and I took a hike. Not as windy as yesterday (not at all), but colder. Even the little breeze I felt on my face and fingers at the summit of Beech Hill stung like a laceration. (I don’t wear gloves on very cold days, because my hands stay warmer just being pulled up into my sleeves.)
Chilly summit.
No other people, no other dogs, and no birds at all until I happened to spot a gang of gulls from the summit wheeling in a circle off toward the bay. Then, nearing the parking lot again, I heard the croak of a raven. (Also, in quick succession, crow, cardinal, chickadee.)
Tonight is nippy still. And I’m sleepy early.
Beech Hill List
Beginning at 12:30 p.m., I hiked the open trail.
1. Herring Gull*
2. Common Raven (v)
3. American Crow*
4. Northern Cardinal
5. Black-capped Chickadee
Elsewhere
6. Mourning Dove
v = Voice only
*Also elsewhere
Tags: American crow, black-capped chickadee, common raven, herring gull, mourning dove, northern cardinal
