Not me, the birds. Lately many flocks have visited for a day or a week or more, before heading south. These last few days I have seen and heard flocks of Cedar Waxwings clustered on shrubs. They leave their berry casings in the empty birdbath. Click the title to hear their song. Bluebirds have also stopped by for the last few weeks, lending their thrilling colors and sweet song to the surroundings. Of course the old standbys: Black-capped Chickadees, Nuthatches, Juncos, Woodpeckers of all kinds, Cardinals and Flycatchers are in full seed-hoarding swing. Punctuating it all is the constant musical conversation of the many families of Robins who make me think of Spring, if I close my eyes.
October 31, 2008
Going South!
Not me, the birds. Lately many flocks have visited for a day or a week or more, before heading south. These last few days I have seen and heard flocks of Cedar Waxwings clustered on shrubs. They leave their berry casings in the empty birdbath. Click the title to hear their song. Bluebirds have also stopped by for the last few weeks, lending their thrilling colors and sweet song to the surroundings. Of course the old standbys: Black-capped Chickadees, Nuthatches, Juncos, Woodpeckers of all kinds, Cardinals and Flycatchers are in full seed-hoarding swing. Punctuating it all is the constant musical conversation of the many families of Robins who make me think of Spring, if I close my eyes.
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