Arabesque.
A seasonably chilly morning—albeit a bit warmer than it should be, probably. The call of a jay, ice swirls in the stream, the wing beats of a Mourning Dove. Got a lot of desk work done before heading up the hill with Jack.
Jack at Beech Nut.
Not many hikers today, nor many bird species. In fact, I saw none at all but heard the voices of five—including a tree sparrow near the summit. Icy, slippery trail still. Nearly fell twice but managed not to. I’m sure I will at some point before the winter’s over.
Not a lot of winter in the forecast, though.
Beech Hill List
Beginning at 3 p.m., I hiked the open trail.
1. Black-capped Chickadee** (v)
2. White-breasted Nuthatch* (v)
3. Northern Flicker (v)
4. American Tree Sparrow (v)
5. American Crow* (v)
Elsewhere
6. American Goldfinch (v)
7. Blue Jay (v)
8. Mourning Dove (wing beats)
9. Downy Woodpecker (v)
10. Rock Pigeon
v = Voice only
*Also elsewhere
**Voice only elsewhere
