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A good, full day

Saturday, April 17th, 2010
Kite, Beech Hill, Rockport, Maine, 17 April 2010.

Kite.

The roads were damp, I noticed when I looked out the window first thing this morning. Not unexpected, considering the forecast of rain and/or snow. Checked the temperature: upper-30s (F). It occurred to me we’re in that crazy period when daffodils are bustin’ out like crazy—many, many of them in the little southern bed here this year—and chances are we might get an inch or two of snow.

Eastern phoebe, Beech Hill, Rockport, Maine, 17 April 2010.

Eastern phoebe.

We didn’t get any snow to speak of, but the air felt sort of wintry and wet. On the other hand, early on I heard the calls of a wild array of birds. Crow and song sparrow and robin and house finch, as usual, but also chipping sparrow and killdeer and brown-headed cowbird (again). Cardinal, dove.

It being Saturday, dog and I headed for Beech Hill early (after some errands). As soon as we hit the trail, sleet began to fall from the neutral gray sky. I heard a few chickadees and somewhere a song sparrow, but no other birds made themselves known. I figured we wouldn’t see a damn thing in weather like this. Not that it was bad or particularly uncomfortable weather, just that I couldn’t imagine any self-respecting birds being out in it. Of course, that was just my expectations talking.

Osprey with fish, Beech Hill, Rockport, 17 April 2010.

Osprey with fish.

Still, the only birds I saw on the way up the hill were a pair of phoebes calling in the brush over by the old well. Didn’t even see the resident song sparrows. Sleet fell intermittently, vaguely obscuring the view of the islands.

As we rounded the final curve, we noticed a father and his little boy flying a kite at the summit. Oddly, it was a good kite day—a fine offshore breeze, not too strong, and really it wasn’t overly cold—and they were clearly enjoying themselves. Vicariously, I enjoyed myself also, remembering certain old kite-flying days. But before we reached them, I noticed a big bird soaring over from the north. Right away I saw that it was an osprey (finally!) carrying a fish. The old carrying-a-fish display. It didn’t cry as I’m used to them doing right about this time of April, but I love the fish-carrying thing. It soared over rather mistily, obscured by slight sleet and snow.

Kestrel and redtail, Beech HIll, Rockport, Maine, 17 April 2010.

Kestrel and redtail.

On the way down, I heard a white-thoated sparrow sing. That was nice. Not much else happening, though.

That is, until we began driving home, when I noticed a kestrel in the branches of a roadside tree. I pulled over to take a photo, but as soon as I focused, the little falcon flew—damn it—and then I saw the reason it flew. A large buteo had circled into view, and the kestrel took offense. It rose, calling killy-killy-killy and began to charge the red-tail. I hopped out of the truck and took as many photos as I could, but focusing was a problem. Didn’t get anything overly dramatic, but it was a fun moment.

In town, curiously, I saw all three common local gulls: herring, ring-billed, great black-backed. Also rock pigeons. Then the sun actually peeked out a few times, and I took advantage of the break in the weather to mow the law. (Crazy that it needs it so early.) And after that, dog and I headed for the breakwater.

We saw a grackle en route. The only species that showed up on the breakwater itself: common eider, double-crested cormorant, herring gull, purple sandpiper. That was all we saw. Then again, with such an ominous gray, wispy sky full of what I like to call elephant clouds (a line of gray clouds that marches along the southern horizon) and hints of storms to come, who could blame the birds for hiding out for a while.

Purple sandpipers, Rockland Breakwater, Rockland, Maine, 17 April 2010.

Purple sandpipers.

Regardless, it felt like a good, full day. And you won’t hear me complaining.

Today’s List

American crow
Song sparrow
Chipping sparrow
American robin
Killdeer
Brown-headed cowbird
House finch
Downy woodpecker
Northern cardinal
Mourning dove
Herring gull
Eastern phoebe
Osprey
Black-capped chickadee
White-throated sparrow
American kestrel
Red-tailed hawk
Ring-billed gull
Rock pigeon
Great black-backed gull
Common grackle
Common eider
Double-crested cormorant
Purple sandpiper

Rockland Harbor, from Rockland Breakwater, Rockland, Maine, 17 April 2010.

Rockland Harbor.

Emergence

Wednesday, April 14th, 2010
Herring gull, Rockland Breakwater, Rockland, Maine, 14 April 2010.

Herring gull.

Sun again this morning, but not without intermittent high clouds. The temperature felt chilly still, at 40- to 50-something degrees (F). Early singing birds included song sparrow, cardinal, phoebe, house finch, downy woodpecker, titmouse, finches, crow. Saw the phoebe perched on the peak of the next-door roof again; heard the various love songs of the male titmouse, which posed for photos.

Tufted titmouse, Glen Cove, Rockport, Maine, 14 April 2010.

Tufted titmouse.

Herring gulls sailed overhead as we drove to Beech Hill again at midday, dog and I. No tractor today, but I couldn’t help but notice the entire summit shorn and certain nesting clumps mowed down. (When the birds arrive, of course, they’ll simply use other clumps nearby, but I still felt a sense of loss.) Then again, I was thrilled to see kestrels, three of them, hovering on rapid wings above the new-mown grass, and a solitary harrier tipping and veering over the lower southern slope. Song sparrows flitted silently again amid the brush, and one of the pair of ravens croaked audibly on our way down. A blue jay jeered, as well.

Later, while out cycling, I marveled at the huge familiar wheel of gulls above the cow farm off Route 1. Birds know where the food is, that’s for sure. Robins and crows hopped again near the edges of the roads, and a newly arrived double-crested cormorant zipped along above Clam Cove. The wind blew moderately hard from the northwest, making for varying difficulty.

Unfurling, Beech Hill, Rockport, Maine, 14 April 2010.

Unfurling.

Decided to walk the breakwater this evening. Still wind, which ruffled the water. No loons, no mergansers—no ducks but a couple dozen eiders and a few small flocks of long-tailed ducks, high-tailing it out to sea. I saw another d-c cormorant, and a solitary guillemot flying low above the waves.

I’m starting to get excited about the influx of passerines. I can nearly sense them, stocking up, or heading north, flying at night, maybe a couple weeks out, reproduction on their minds.

Today’s List

American crow
Song sparrow
Northern cardinal
Tufted titmouse
Downy woodpecker
American goldfinch
House finch
Eastern phoebe
Mourning dove
Herring gull
Northern harrier
American kestrel
Common raven
Black-capped chickadee
Blue jay
Rock pigeon
Common eider
Double-crested cormorant
Long-tailed duck
Black guillemot

Budding trees, Beech Hill, Rockport, Maine, 14 April 2010.

Budding trees.

Migration

Sunday, April 11th, 2010
Purple sandpiper, Rockland Breakwater, Rockland, Maine, 11 April 2010.

Purple sandpiper.

Woke up. Got out of bed. Saw blue sky up overhead. The temperature, though, seemed pretty chilly—somewhere in the low 50s (F)—and I noticed a bit of wind playing around in the naked upper branches of the oaks. I also noticed the song of the cardinal, the fee-bee of the phoebe, the caw of the crow. Particularly noteworthy were the calls of a number of goldfinches—bunches of them out there this morning, for some reason. New arrivals, perhaps?

Purple sandpipers, Rockland Breakwater, Rockland, Maine, 11 April 2010.

Purple sandpipers.

It being Sunday, dog and I headed to Beech Hill for church. Lumpy blankets of clouds had moved in, interspersed with patches of blue, making it a partly sunny day. Great fields of sunlit landscape scraped across the inland hills. There were no ravens on the hill. There were no hawks. A solitary song sparrow flitted out of a thicket of brush. I heard a herring gull, a titmouse, and (again) quite a few goldfinches. I heaven heard the gobble of a turkey from down near South Street somewhere. I sort of had hopes of spotting an osprey—several of my friends have seen their first of 2010—but no dice. That’s what I get for having expectations.

Napping purple sandpiper, Rockland Breakwater, Rockland, Maine, 11 April 2010.

Napping purple sandpiper.

Then again, returning home, I heard out the window the percussive call of a chipping sparrow. By golly, my first of the year.

A few hours later, I figured it was about time to walk the breakwater. Sunday bunches of other people and dogs were there. So were great rafts of common eiders, a few black ducks, a pair of red-breasted mergansers, black-backed gulls—and a double-crested cormorant in flight. Another first-of-year bird.

No loons in the harbor. Nor any long-tailed ducks. But there did suddenly come a flurry of chattering on the island side about two-thirds of the way out: purple sandpipers. Dozens of them. Scores of them. While stopping to snap a mess of photos (my red heeler is such a patient dog), I couldn’t help but imagine these were migrating birds simply making a quick stop-off en route to their breeding grounds in the Arctic tundra. On our return trip to shore, I saw a flock in crazy veering flight low over the waves, making sharp, seemingly random changes-of-direction. These ended up on a nearby, seaweed-covered stretch of rip-rap farther down the breakwater. Just catching a breather on their way to a far-northern latitude.

Tonight, from the deck, I stopped to listen for a while. I heard no woodcocks, as I usually do at this season. I wonder where, this year, migration has taken them.

Sandpiper flock, Rockland Breakwater, Rockland, Maine, 11 April 2010.

Sandpiper flock.

Today’s List

Northern cardinal
Eastern phoebe
American goldfinch
Song sparrow
House finch
American crow
American robin
Herring gull
Black-capped chickadee
Mourning dove
Tufted titmouse
Wild turkey
Chipping sparrow
Northern flicker
European starling
Common eider
Great black-backed gull
Black duck
Red-breasted merganser
Double-crested cormorant
Purple sandpiper

Beech Hill view, Beech Hill, Rockport, Maine, 11 April 2010.

Beech Hill view.

 
Bird Report is a (sometimes intermittent) record of the birds I encounter while hiking, see while driving, or spy outside my window. —Brian Willson



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