Now that fall has officially fallen over the Northern Hemisphere, we can finally embrace apple cider, football, and anything flavored with pumpkin spice. Even better, this time of year is exactly when fall migration occurs. Did your weekend feature any fall migrants?
Without any real birding or outdoor activity during what was a gorgeous New York weekend, I still observed plenty of birds. Though these feisty corvids reside here year round, fall particularly bethinks me of Blue Jays. Their rusty hinge ruckus never seems far this time of year. Corey did not have a plethora of pleasing species from which to choose his Best Bird of the Weekend this weekend but he supposed that the American Kestrel that perched up for the New York City Audubon field trip he led at Queens Botanic Garden on Sunday morning will have to suffice.
How about you? What was your best bird of the weekend? Tell us in the comments section about the rarest, loveliest, or most fascinating bird you observed. If you’ve blogged about your weekend experience, you should include a link in your comment.
Not over the weekend, but we took a break during the baby’s sick day last week to stroll the Wissahickon Valley Park in Philadelphia, and I spotted a few Double-crested Cormorants fishing on a small waterfall.
Bonus track: On our porch this morning, we heard crows cawing. I pointed it out, and in seconds my little guy was going “Caw, caw, caw!” I’ll make him a birder despite myself.
I had some nice ones during a couple days shared with my partner in birding but I’ll settle on Least Tern seen in flight at Puntarenas.
Looks like a good bunch of birds have already migrated out of the Wyoming/Montana area, just ahead of the coming snows. A new Lifer, in the form of a Dusky Grouse, in the Lamar Valley, while I was photographing a pack of wolves ( also very cool!) will be my BBOTW