To describe my lifelong fascination with flight and with creatures that fly I like to echo the words of John James Audubon who in 1839 wrote of himself as "...one who never can cease to admire and to study with zeal and the most heartfelt reverence, the wonderful productions of an Almighty Creator."
Sunday, January 02, 2011
Hermit Thrush in cold weather
When I arrived at my property in the foothills of the Coast Range this afternoon, the temperature was up to about 35 degrees, but there was still some unmelted snow in the shady areas. But this Hermit Thrush was very energetic, and was apparently finding things to eat on the frozen ground. It was the only bird I saw there today, but it was enough to make the place seem alive. I did hear a few Golden-crowned Kinglets among the Fir branches, maybe searching for spider eggs.
When I arrived at my property in the foothills of the Coast Range this afternoon, the temperature was up to about 35 degrees, but there was still some unmelted snow in the shady areas. But this Hermit Thrush was very energetic, and was apparently finding things to eat on the frozen ground. It was the only bird I saw there today, but it was enough to make the place seem alive. I did hear a few Golden-crowned Kinglets among the Fir branches, maybe searching for spider eggs.