I visited the Snow Bunting on Monday afternoon to see if the rumours were true that it had made some Horned Lark friends. Indeed, I counted ten larks milling about...
The bunting seemed to like the new buddies. Maybe they reminded him (her?) of the homeland.
Yesterday morning I went up to Ridgefield. It rained a little but was mostly dry and even saw a few patches blue sky.
At the beginning of the trail to the bird blind I flushed a Red-tailed Hawk who flew off farther down the trail and landed. This caused a Red-shouldered Hawk to start screaming its head off. The Red-tailed eventually flew off and the Red-shouldered stopped hollering. But I still couldn't see it until I reached the blind and it flew off also.
Birds can sure make some bone-chilling sounds sometimes. Back by my car there was a Spotted Towhee sitting on a branch. Out in the open. Preening. I was surprised when it didn't fly off into hiding immediately, but rather plucked a little berry or something off the tree and snacked.
I saw my first bittern of the new year creeping in some grass...
In one of the ponds some geese were bathing wildly and were quite entertaining.