The weatherman got it right again. Cloudy and cool with the promise of rain. I don’t like these low-light days, but with Spring migration in the air I figured it was worth a try. I didn’t see any migrants, but it was well worth the trip.
You often see Bald Eagles engaging in aerial duels at this time of year.
I may have spooked this Double Crested Cormorant, who took off shortly after I saw him.
The lighting sucks, but you can’t get much closer to a Tree Swallow.
If you see a small hawk with a white rump hunting in the marsh grasses, it’s a Northern Harrier.
Cornell:
“A long-winged, long-tailed hawk of open grassland and marshes, the Northern Harrier forages by flying slowly low above the ground looking for small rodents. It is one of the few raptors in which the sexes look quite different: the male is white below with a light gray back and hood, the female is mottled in browns.”
I saw many Bald Eagles today, but this one flew right toward me.
I heard this Northern Flicker singing long before I saw him.
I saw a large black bird flying toward me and snapped a couple of quick pictures, and was surprised to find it was a Pileated Woodpecker.
The Ospreys are now well established.