Red-tailed Hawk.
Tonight, as I write this, it’s snowing again—perhaps mixed with rain. But this morning we had brilliant sun and a deep blue sky and a Red-tailed Hawk perched high in a pine out back of my place as a House Finch sang to high heaven from the bare tips of a big oak. In fact, the finch must’ve become aware of the hawk, at one point, because it quit singing and began to chip instead.
American Robins.
A singing yardbird means, to me, that spring is exactly one month away.
Late high up Beech Hill. We were the only ones up there as a few flake started to fly in a strong southerwesterly wind.
Hardly windy tonight at all.
Beech Hill List
Beginning at 4 p.m., I hiked the open trail.
1. American Robin*
2. Northern Flicker
Elsewhere
3. House Finch
4. Red-tailed Hawk
5. Black-capped Chickadee (v)
6. American Crow
7. Herring Gull
8. European Starling
9. Rock Pigeon
v = Voice only
*Also elsewhere
Tags: American crow, American robin, black-capped chickadee, European starling, herring gull, house finch, northern flicker, red-tailed hawk, rock pigeon
