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Posts Tagged ‘rusty blackbird’
Tuesday, September 27th, 2011
 Western Kingbirds, Monhegan Island, Maine, 27 September 2011.
Monhegan List
(In no particular order.)
1. Common yellowthroat
2. Magnolia warbler
3. Pine warbler
4. Black-and-white warbler
5. Wilson’s warbler
6. Blackpoll warbler
7. Yellow-rumped warbler
8. Baltimore oriole
9. Red-eyed vireo
10. American crow
11. Common raven
12. Osprey
13. American kestrel
14. Merlin
15. Peregrine falcon
16. Sharp-shinned hawk
17. Northern harrier
18. Cedar waxwing
19. Blue jay
20. Song sparrow
21. White-throated sparrow
22. White-crowned sparrow
23. Lark sparrow
24. Chipping sparrow
25. Lincoln’s sparrow
26. Dickcissel
27. Dark-eyed junco
28. Northern flicker
29. Yellow-bellied sapsucker
30. Downy woodpecker
31. European starling
32. Common grackle
33. Rusty blackbird
34. American goldfinch
35. Pine siskin
36. Carolina wren
37. Golden-crowned kinglet
38. Ruby-throated hummingbird
39. Black-capped chickadee
40. White-breasted nuthatch
41. Brown creeper
42. Herring gull
43. Great black-backed gull
44. Double-crested cormorant
45. Mallard
46. Canada goose
47. Belted kingfisher
48. Northern cardinal
49. Rose-breasted grosbeak
50. Mourning dove
51. Eastern kingbird
52. Western kingbird
53. Eastern wood-pewee
54. Eastern phoebe
55. Alder flycatcher
56. Northern mockingbird
57. Semipalmated sandpiper
58. Wilson’s snipe
59. Greater yellowlegs
60. Ring-necked pheasant
Tags: alder flycatcher, American crow, American goldfinch, American kestrel, Baltimore oriole, belted kingfisher, black-and-white warbler, black-capped chickadee, blackpoll warbler, brown creeper, Canada goose, Carolina wren, Cedar waxwing, chipping sparrow, common grackle, common raven, common yellowthroat, dark-eyed junco, dickcissel, double-crested cormorant, downy woodpecker, eastern kingbird, eastern phoebe, eastern wood-pewee, European starling, golden-crowned kinglet, great black-backed gull, greater yellowlegs, herring gull, lark sparrow, Lincoln's sparrow, magnolia warbler, mallard, merlin, mourning dove, northern cardinal, northern flicker, northern harrier, northern mockingbird, osprey, peregrine falcon, pine warbler, red-eyed vireo, rose-breasted grosbeak, ruby-throated hummingbird, rusty blackbird, semipalmated sandpiper, sharp-shinned hawk, song sparrow, western kingbird, white-breasted nuthatch, white-crowned sparrow, white-throated sparrow, Wilson's snipe, Wilson's warbler, yellow-bellied sapsucker, yellow-rumped warbler Posted in Lists, Observations | No Comments »
Monday, March 28th, 2011
 Pileated woodpecker (male).
Some of my best birding lately has come while I’ve been washing breakfast dishes. This morning—a brisk, cloudless one much like yesterday’s—I looked out to see a crow grabbing at a long twig beneath one of the big oaks out there. It yanked and yanked, but the twig was still connected to a good-sized branch, and it couldn’t grapple it free, so it hopped a short distance away. Then another crow appeared and began pulling at the same little branch. Again, no dice. Within a minute, both birds had managed to collect less intractable twigs and, one after another, flew toward me and up over the roof. But what interested me most was the third bird—one that’d been hanging back a bit—that pulled up its own scrap of woody material and quickly followed the first two.
 Pileated and hairy woodpeckers.
There’s that three-crow mystery again.
And just as the third crow disappeared above me, I spotted a large woodpecker whacking at a dead snag about ten or twelve feet above where the crows had been collecting nesting material. A pileated woodpecker, in full view.
I abandoned my dishes, reached for my camera, and hurried out onto the deck in my robe. A little nippy out, but I must’ve stayed there five or ten minutes waiting for a decent photo op (damn you, intervening branches). At one point, it reared back and called. Thrilling. And what’s more, as I stood out there freezing, I must’ve heard eight, ten, a dozen other species calling: robin, nuthatch, chickadee, house finch, house sparrow, goldfinch, mourning dove, song sparrow, titmouse, cardinal, jay.
Finally the woodpecker scrambled around and out of sight, so I returned to the sink to keep an eye on it. A herring gull flew by. I could barely see the woodpecker’s black back around there—and then, suddenly, I noticed another pileated on the same snag about six or eight feet below the first. I dashed out again to attempt more photos. Couldn’t really get a good shot of the pair together, but as I focused on the first bird—the male—a (male) hairy woodpecker flitted up into my viewfinder. I did manage a photo of the two dissimilar species.
All that early birding made me late to work. A typical Monday, handcuffed to my desk. But finally, about 4 or so, I roused Jack from his nap and we headed out. Did a couple errands in town then drove over to the wooded Beech Hill trail. (Saw a pigeon at the dump on the way.)
 Fox sparrow.
Not so many robins right off—but several were poking about farther on, in the sumac grove. These looked to have more faded plumage than the recent large flocks, and I wondered if they could be our resident birds (i.e., not the darker Canadian migrants). Still some fox sparrows up there, too, and I heard a flicker’s cry.
Windy at the summit. No one but us on the hill that I could see—just brown, wind-ruffled fields and a wide blue sky streaked by a scant few wispy clouds. I’d counted four species by then and thought I’d like five, so I cast a glance down over the bay and, sure enough, spotted a dozen or so soaring gulls. Satisfied (and chilled), I convinced Jack to return the way we came.
Took the lower wooded trail, as usual, and realized that we might’ve reached a sort of milestone: more than half the wooded trails were free of snow. Stopped to listen from time to time—robins, chickadees.
Crossing the boardwalk over the little stream, we spooked a bird that’d been foraging in the leaves somewhere. A blackbird. I saw it wasn’t a red-winged and figured it for a grackle—which would’ve been a nice enough sighting—but then it began to call. A call like a squeaky screen door. Chip-chip, squee! Chip, squee! Rusty blackbird, first-of-year.
 Rusty blackbird.
And in twilight, from my back deck, I heard a robin singing. Not alarm notes, not a series of calls—out-and-out thrush song.
Seems nesting season is upon us, after all.
Beech Hill List
Beginning at 4:30 p.m., I hiked the wooded trails.
1. Black-capped chickadee
2. American robin
3. Fox sparrow
4. Northern flicker (voice)
5. Herring gull
6. Rusty blackbird
Elsewhere
7. American crow
8. Herring gull
9. Hairy woodpecker
10. Pileated woodpecker
11. White-breasted nuthatch
12. House finch
13. Song sparrow
14. Tufted titmouse
15. House sparrow
16. American goldfinch
17. Mourning dove
18. Northern cardinal
19. Blue jay
20. Rock pigeon
 Black-capped chickadee.
Tags: American crow, American goldfinch, American robin, black-capped chickadee, blue jay, fox sparrow, herring gull, house finch, house sparrow, mourning dove, northern cardinal, northern flicker, pileated woodpecker, rock pigeon, rusty blackbird, song sparrow, tufted titmouse, white-breasted nuthatch Posted in Lists, Observations | No Comments »
Saturday, October 2nd, 2010
 American redstart.
Up at dawn. Windy still but cold, with a painfully blue sky. Took a solo walk through town. Didn’t see much—rusty blackbirds, nuthatches in the spruces, a couple merlins flying over. I was watching sleeping ducks at the ice pond when firecracker explosions from the harbor announced the beginning of lobstering season and woke up the ducks in a hurry. Then I climbed the lighthouse hill and with the sunrise behind me looked down at Manana for a little while.
 Palm warbler.
After breakfast I spent a while photographing a redstart in an apple tree, which at one point also got a visit from a ruby-crowned kinglet. Then we all headed to town to see our friends Amy and Charlie off into the whitecaps on the early boat. On our return, Kristen, Bill, and I ran into a birding-tour group whose binoculars were trained on an “empid” (empidonax flycatcher). It turned out to be a least flycatcher. Afterward we sashayed over behind the school, where chippies were hanging out with a dickcissel, and up again to the ice pond, where waded a solitary sandpiper, we saw a blue grosbeak, and Kristen got her elusive (albeit common) black-throated green warbler. It seemed strange to be walking under such an empty sky.
But that sky would be great for flyovers, Bill predicted. And he was right. Falcons and sharpies, a northern harrier, a Canada goose. We also saw ravens—and the others spotted a small, flapping flock of great blue herons.
 Ruby-crowned kinglet.
I’d booked passage on the 12:30 boat, but as boarding time neared we heard that island birding patriarch Tom Martin had a dead peregrine up on his porch. Right away we all knew what bird that’d be: yesterday’s young, sick male. Tom called us over, and we took a quick side-trip to see the bird. He held the dead thing up by its wings. A lovely young bird. And, sure enough, it had the band. The bird’s plumage was beautiful close up. Somebody found it on a porch nearby and brought it over to Tom (who is 89 himself). I don’t think it’d been dead long.
 Least flycatcher.
There’s also been juvenile great black-backed gull with a broken wing on the island. It hangs around near the road, and people have been feeding it donuts. I don’t expect it’ll last much longer. There’s the mourning dove here with the missing tail. Once or twice on every trip here I see a collection of feathers where a hawk has dined. We saw the carcass of a black-back on the rocks below the wharf this morning.
Every living thing dies. Birds’ lives are short. Still, I felt saddened about the falcon.
The trip back had some bounce in it but was nice and swift. I lugged my stuff to the pickup and headed for home. The inshore world seems so cosmopolitan after a week on a Maine island—all the cars and trucks and motorcycles driving so fast. Still, I couldn’t help but look forward to seeing Jack, my dog, again.
Then coming through Rockland, nearing home, I found myself suddenly behind an old pickup which, I couldn’t help but notice, had a dead moose in its bed.
 Tom Martin holds a dead peregrine.
Monhegan List
(Not in order of sighting.)
1. Canada goose
2. American black duck
3. Mallard
4. Blue-winged teal
5. Common eider
6. Ring-necked pheasant
7. Northern gannet
8. Double-crested cormorant
9. Osprey
10. Northern harrier
11. Sharp-shinned hawk
12. Merlin
13. Peregrine falcon
14. Solitary sandpiper
15. Herring gull
16. Great black-backed gull
17. Black guillemot
18. Mourning dove
19. Yellow-bellied sapsucker
20. Downy woodpecker
21. Northern flicker
22. Least flycatcher
23. Eastern phoebe
24. Blue jay
25. American crow
26. Common raven
27. Black-capped chickadee
28. Red-breasted nuthatch
29. Brown creeper
30. Carolina wren
31. Golden-crowned kinglet
32. Ruby-crowned kinglet
33. Gray catbird
34. Northern mockingbird
35. Cedar waxwing
36. Yellow-rumped warbler
37. Palm warbler
38. Blackpoll warbler
39. American redstart
40. Common yellowthroat
41. Chipping sparrow
42. Song sparrow
43. White-throated sparrow
44. White-crowned sparrow
45. Dark-eyed junco
46. Blue grosbeak
47. Dickcissel
48. Rusty blackbird
49. Purple finch
50. American goldfinch
Elsewhere
51. Common loon
 Blue grosbeak.
Tags: American black duck, American crow, American goldfinch, American redstart, black guillemot, black-capped chickadee, blackpoll warbler, blue grosbeak, blue jay, blue-winged teal, brown creeper, Canada goose, Carolina wren, Cedar waxwing, chipping sparrow, common eider, common loon, common raven, common yellowthroat, dark-eyed junco, dickcissel, double-crested cormorant, downy woodpecker, eastern phoebe, golden-crowned kinglet, gray catbird, great black-backed gull, herring gull, mallard, merlin, mourning dove, northern flicker, northern gannet, northern harrier, northern mockingbird, osprey, palm warbler, peregrine falcon, purple finch, red-breasted nuthatch, ring-necked pheasant, ruby-crowned kinglet, rusty blackbird, sharp-shinned hawk, solitary sandpiper, song sparrow, white-crowned sparrow, white-throated sparrow, yellow-bellied sapsucker, yellow-rumped warbler Posted in Lists, Observations | 1 Comment »
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