An interesting aspect of September weather, at least in temperate climes, is its maddening mutability. Only in September do I find need for both the air conditioner and heater in the span of just a few hours!
Corey’s Best Bird of the Weekend was one of several good birds that I, he, and his buddy Seth spotted in Kissena Corridor Park on Saturday morning. It could have been the Yellow-billed Cuckoo or the Blue Grosbeak, but Corey much preferred the bird that was new for him for the year, so he chose Clay-colored Sparrow to take the honors. On the other hand, my favorite was the Northern Bobwhite I spotted running out of Alley Pond Park earlier that morning. Yes, Queens birding is crazy.
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.
I wish I could say that Aplomado Falcon was my bird of the weekend but alas, that chase didn’t work out in my favor. Jabiru was nice consolation though along a few other year birds from northwestern Costa Rica.
Birding plans fell apart. So the best contender — and I swear I heard it, though the timing seems early — was the White-throated Sparrow (and mates?) tseeping yesterday among the shrubbery in my Philadelphia building’s courtyard. Welcome back to long-lost friends!
I went on a walk with the local Audubon group, and was thrilled to see two Marbled Godwits, accompanied by two Whimbrels, which I’ve seen before on the Olympic Peninsula. But seeing the Marbled Godwits was special, because they are one of my favorite birds from my former life in California.