Columbus Park in Two Visits

I managed to show up for only two organized walks at Columbus Park this spring with the Oak Park Migration Bird Watchers. The second one was this past Saturday on May 17. The first was almost exactly a month earlier on April 19. Both mornings were overcast, making the birds a little harder to see, but they are perhaps fitting bookends to the height of what we hope to see during spring migration. While migration continues, the warblers are fewer and farther between. I will be back later with other outings that produced more warblers, but first, here’s a roundup from Columbus Park, beginning with highlights from last Saturday’s walk.

We always walk across the lawn and look toward the lagoon to see what’s happening out there first. We found several Ring-billed Gulls and a Caspian Tern, along with an occasional Canada Goose on the “island.”

There was also a Great Blue Heron on another, smaller island.

After trying to no avail to make one of the gulls into another species, we began paying more attention to the trees, watching for movement. We began to see some American Redstarts in varying plumages. I got photos of what appear to me to be first spring males, differentiated from females by splashes of black on the face and breast.

To better illustrate the point, but unfortunately with less-clear photos, check out the two pix of the bird below.

I also captured a very pale female individual. These look like young birds, taking a little longer, perhaps, to leave for their first spring migration.

Later, I caught the face of another interesting-looking first-spring male.

We eventually started seeing several flycatchers which I tried to capture and for the most part, figure out later. Flycatchers can be really confusing to identify. One bird that had its back to us was a little difficult to figure out until I was finally able to see a little yellow on its belly feathers later. I also check the bill shape, arrangement of the wingbars, whether there’s an eyering, and general overall appearance, such as how the bird carries itself. It’s a lot easier if you can place a vocalization with a flycatcher, in particular the empidonax species, but we didn’t get very lucky with calls despite many Merlin apps listening. Merlin did hear an Alder Flycatcher, and there might have been one, but I didn’t find it in my photographs.

That said, I used several sources to finally determine some of these IDs. The bird below turned out to be a Yellow-bellied Flycatcher.

My head full of flycatcher photos, I didn’t figure out this one until later when it occurred to me that it had to be an Eastern Phoebe. I’ve been looking at Eastern Phoebes for a month or morel, and yet in the presence of several other species it appeared confusing.

In between the flycatchers, we caught fleeting glimpses at Magnolia Warblers

Returning to the flycatchers, we had a Willow Flycatcher or two. Merlin was helpful with this ID, first telling us the species was present. Again, I am generally quite familiar with Willow Flycatchers, or so I think, but I have to admit it’s more often been where I expected to see them.

To make matters more confusing, here is an Eastern Wood-Pewee. I just started hearing this species, anticipating its return. I am happy to start seeing them.

We saw several Canada Goose families on the lawn as we walked around toward the wildflower garden and the trail that runs through it.

Once inside the wildflower garden enclosure, we saw hardly any small birds, but we noticed a Red-shouldered Hawk in the distance. I should probably take a moment to mention that as of yet we saw only foliage and no wildflowers as it is too early for the natives.

The sequence of my photos tells me I must have seen this Least Flycatcher nearby.

A Mallard was resting inside a log.

A Double-crested Cormorant flew by.

Then, as we started to approach the end of the little winding trail through the wildflower enclosure, we saw a backlit heron that, as we started to approach closer, appeared to be a first-summer Black-crowned Night Heron.

Sitting down low by the first summer bird was an adult. This is the same individual at the top of the post.

And down by the water in the same area was this beautiful individual. This is a cropped closeup of the same bird in the header. In all, we reported five Black-crowned Night-Herons. Since they forage at twilight and at night, then can sit so still during the day, I often wonder if they are asleep with their eyes open.

Now here’s a little roundup of the first visit back in April, for comparison purposes only – I was a bit surprised to find I had never reviewed or processed the photos, and I apparently forgot before taking them to adjust the exposure i my camera settings, so I had to lighten up most of them…

Here’s what the “island” looked like that day. One indomitable Caspian Tern and a few Canada Geese.

We spotted a Black-crowned Night Heron sitting at the edge of a planned island in the lagoon.

Throughout the morning I was paying attention to the Caspian Tern(s).

This was the beginning of spring warbler migration. Basically, all we were seeing on that cool, cloudy day were hearty Yellow-rumped and Palm Warblers. However much we take them for granted, they are still beautiful little birds.

The Palm Warbler below started out singing.

Among other birds that day, we saw a Pied-bllled Grebe.

We can nearly always count on a Great Blue Heron.

An Eastern Phoebe, that earliest of the flycatchers, had returned. Here it doesn’t look particularly like anything at all, but we likely heard it vocalize. Lighting, posture, everything comes into play.

I was surprised to find photos of a Ruby-crowned Kinglet with just a hint of the elusive ruby crown. The crown was a hard thing to see this spring.

We were also introduced to the location of a Red-shouldered Hawk nest. All we could see at the time was the adult’s tail. This nest likely belongs to the bird we saw sitting in a tree on May 10.

For what it’s worth on such a gloomy day, a Red-winged Blackbird’s perch on a stump must have attracted my attention.

And toward the end of our walk. we were fortunate enough to see a Swamp Sparrow. Although not rare, they are less common.

I am not scheduled to return to Columbus Park until the fall migration walks begin, but I might be tempted to take a walk through before then.

We have a forecast of rain and possible storms all day today and tomorrow, and possible into Thursday. We did get some rain overnight which was at least enough to wash the dirt off my car from the rare dust storm on May 16 – yes, that’s right, a dust storm. I am taking advantage of the rainy forecast to get caught up with photos, posts, mail, laundry, cooking. It’s not raining presently, so I put the bird feeders back out in the yard. After a short-lived heatwave last week, we are now experiencing cooler-than-normal temperatures this week, making gardening a little precarious as I don’t want to disturb the bees, for instance. But for now, I’ll settle for rain as we really need it. Send in the clouds.

More Birds at the Chicago Portage

In my usual fashion, I have been trying to write this post for a few days. I haven’t even gone out every morning for more observations as I was either cowed by the weather (wind, possible rain) or the complaints of my right knee. The rainy forecasts weren’t panning out so much, but the wind gusts have been awful. My knee is better as I took refuge in the swimming pool and managed my mile, which helped a lot. If by some chance we don’t get drenched by the current forecast, I look forward to walking tomorrow and Tuesday, if for no other reason than to escape screens.

These photos are from October 26th and 27th at the Chicago Portage. Just about a week ago, but it already seems far away now that we’ve set our clocks back.

A glimpse of the statue this fall season

I have been seeing deer lately close to the trail.

For some unknown reason, House Finches appear more often in fall, here and there. This one’s a female.

Song Sparrows are blending in with the browns of fall. A few younger birds try singing.

it’s a challenge to focus on the birds foraging in the dried stalks, but I managed to catch glimpses of one or two Orange-crowned Warblers, which always tend to show up toward the ends of each warbler migration. Don’t be fooled by the common name as it is no clue to what the bird looks like.

Here and there, I saw a Ruby-crowned Kinglet.

I even saw parts of a Nashville Warbler that day.

I think this was my first American Tree Sparrow of the season. If past years are any indication I will see many more of them throughout the fall and winter.

Black-capped Chickadees are around all year and now it’s easier for them to command my attention.

Downy Woodpeckers are easier to see as well.

The Red-shouldered Hawk we had been seeing was farther away, perched in a tree.

I found a female Hairy Woodpecker.

And a Northern Cardinal stopped near the paved trail.

Another Song Sparrow was attempting a song.

The next day, on the 27th, I saw another House Finch, only a male this time.

Mallards were hanging out near the Harlem Avenue bridge.

And after looking for a Muskrat all summer long and into the fall, finally I spotted one.

American Goldfinches are still around, but with a more scattered presence. It will soon be time for me to put out nyjer feeders for them in my backyard.

I was pleased to find a Swamp Sparrow in my photos.

And another Ruby-crowned Kinglet emerged.

There was also another Song Sparrow or two.

More Mallard photos. The two in the background of the first photo are covered in duckweed.

I found a White-throated Sparrow in good light.

And a somewhat distant Northern Cardinal was not too shy.

If the predicted rain pans out for the next two days, I will try to clean up some more photos from recent walks. It’s still possible to see some different species before the winter doldrums settle in. It’s hard to focus on much of anything given our national distraction, but birds are a good place to start.

Tennessee Warblers Plus

Tuesday morning at the Chicago Portage was so full of Tennessee Warblers, I simply have to celebrate them and the other birds we saw. Fall warbler migration is waning, sparrow species are moving in, and the leaves are turning and falling from the trees. Fall is on full-blast.

Somehow I’m not seeing so many Yellow-rumped Warblers lately.

Every once in a while an American Robin catches my eye and sits long enough for a photo.

White-crowned Sparrows have been here and there.

A while later I managed to get a distant photograph or two of a first-winter White-crowned Sparrow.

There were a couple Mourning Doves. No surprise, but they were enjoying the cloudless sky.

After that, I walked back a bit to meet Bob at the bridge near Harlem. When we walked the trail not too far past the bridge, we encountered a feeding frenzy of several Tennessee Warblers. The abundant sunshine lit up their green backs in the leaves.

So what were they eating? I think they were picking at the galls that cover the undersides of the hackberry leaves. I have found this to be an important and favorite food source for fall migrating warblers. It certainly makes me appreciate hackberry trees!

Not to be confused with the Tennessee Warblers were some young American Goldfinches like the one below, acquiring its adult plumage. The third photo is an adult.

Black-capped Chickadees were busy as usual.

This proved to be a good morning for Golden-crowned Kinglets.

We also had a few Ruby-crowned Kinglets.

Another late-fall warbler showing up is the Orange-crowned Warbler. Often mistaken for a Tennessee, it is yellower toward the tail underneath.

We observed an interesting-looking Red-winged Blackbird from the bridge near Harlem and decided its darker plumage designated it a young male bird.

After my Merlin app kept telling me for weeks that it heard Swamp Sparrows, we are finally starting to see them. They look more generally rufous in color and are grayer in the face than White-throated Sparrows.

The yellow lores and darker-brown plumage of White-throated Sparrows can be seen below, for comparison.

Here are a few more photos of another Tennessee Warbler.

There were more Swamp Sparrows and Orange-crowned Warblers this morning. I will try to be back soon with a quick update. Until then, here’s one more of the Golden-crowned Kinglet with its mouth open.

I’m adding a Cedar Waxwing for good measure.

Little Brown Jobs

I started writing this post so long ago I almost forgot what it was. But these pictures are from last month, when I visited McGinnis Slough. I never know what to expect as the species change with the water level. The water level was low, so there were primarily land birds to look for. And most of them were sparrows, often referred to fondly as “LBJs” or “little brown jobs” in birder jargon.

At the top of the post is a Swamp Sparrow and there are more photographs below. Swamp Sparrows are distinctly reddish-brown on their wings.

Next, a couple lovely Song Sparrows. Always streaky, but they can often look quite different. The strong, bold malar is their giveaway.

I will never forget how frustrated I felt when I first discovered birds and found out that House Sparrows are not a native species but indeed, there were some thirty-odd native species to worry about. With luck I will see a third of them here. It took years of classes and practice to get them straight. Actually when I first got interested in birds, House Sparrows were still considered weaver finches by some. They are now included in the sparrow family. I’ve never seen a House Sparrow at McGinnis, so they are not featured in this post. But considering they were among the first birds to interact with me, I probably owe them a tribute someday in a future post. Until then, I believe they are all in my backyard…

One of my favorite sparrows is below, the Fox Sparrow. There are four subspecies. The one we see is the “Red”.

Fox Sparrow

The handsome sparrow below is a juvenile White-Crowned Sparrow. I have not seen an adult this fall.

Dark-eyed Juncos are part of the sparrow family too. I am always intrigued by the nuances of color in these birds, I don’t find them drab at all. After a while one starts to recognize them by their flash of white tail feathers in flight or their ratchety calls.

To jazz things up a bit, there were a couple of Northern Cardinals handy. I never turn down an opportunity to capture them.

There were a few Yellow-rumped Warblers too. It was the last time I saw them this year.

It was still warm enough for Dandelions to consider blooming. Seeds are scattering from milkweed pods. I was attracted to the red-leafed plant but I don’t know what it is.

Last, here are a few scenes from the slough. All the way at the bottom is the overturned picnic table that used to sit right by the overlook onto the slough at the south end. It was a nice place to sit. I am not letting my imagination run too wild with what caused anyone to throw it into the creek upside-down.

I will try to be back sooner. Work has been busy and all-consuming. But now it seems silly and superfluous to complain about anything. I have started swimming again. Swimming Fixes Everything. I was surprised that I had forgotten how absolutely, sinfully wonderful it feels to get out of the pool with all my cells “woke”. I feel almost guilty admitting it in the midst of such a miserable, suffering year. If I could bottle and sell the feeling I have after swimming, I would be a trillionaire, but of course I can’t because the best things in life, truly, are free.

I hope you have a go-to place that refreshes your spirit and gives you energy to continue. We’re not done yet.

Spring Comes to the Portage

Too many birds, too many pictures and not enough time. How can that be? I give up, at least for the moment. Yesterday’s summery sunshiny weather produced some wonderful encounters with birds that simply cannot wait. Pushing all my other planned posts, aside, here we go!

Blue-Gray Gnatcatchers have arrived in abundance and were generally the first to distract me. They are notoriously difficult to photograph but yesterday was the exception. In the sequence below this perched bird, I happened upon a Blue-Gray at waist-level, focused on obtaining web filaments for its nest.

It was a treat to see this Swainson’s Thrush, however briefly..

Another skulker I don’t think I’ve ever seen here before was the Northern Waterthrush below. I was sitting down on a rock-like seat that looks over the water and noticed something moving.

Every year when I hear House Wrens I have to refigure them out, I don’t know why. And then they just sing ad infinitum before I ever see one. I managed to glimpse this one way up high in a treetop.

Not that I’m lacking for pictures, but this Tree Swallow didn’t make it into the last post and is here to represent the ones I saw yesterday but did not get a chance to photograph.

So now we come to the highlight of my day. It had been a sort of slow morning, actually, compared to the day before – which I hope to get around to in a not-too-distant future post – and I was a bit disappointed that I was seeing hardly any warblers. I speculated maybe the warm and calm winds on Saturday night were favorable to migrants continuing their voyages north and they weren’t stopping if they didn’t have to. So as I walked slowly back down the trail from where I’d seen the Waterthrush, I stopped when I heard a call that might be described as a sneezy trill followed by raspberries. It had been so long since I studied warbler calls, I wasn’t sure, so I checked the Sibley app on my phone as quietly as possible, and sure enough, I was in the presence of a Blue-Winged Warbler. I haven’t seen more than an unsatisfying glimpse of a Blue-Winged in years. So when two of them showed up in front of me, I was temporarily transported to bliss, away from the extra weight of being human lately. I could almost hear them saying “Hey, lady, nice Portage you got here.”

Among the other creatures coming back to life at the Portage, turtles and frogs.

Painted Turtle

There was this Chorus Frog American Toad crossing the trail. He sang for me. I have placed a brief recording of his song below him. Unfortunately, there’s a slow-moving freight train in the background. – Thanks to my friend Leslie, I have been corrected. I thought he looked more like a toad but I didn’t know toads sing!

In the sparrow department, a Chipping Sparrow, one of several elusive but very vocal Song Sparrows and a couple somewhat backlit photos of a Swamp Sparrow.

Most numerous at the moment are probably the White-Throated Sparrows but they’re just passing through.

White-Throated Sparrow

Warbling Vireos are back in force. I heard more on Saturday than I did yesterday but I managed to slightly photograph this one.

Warbling Vireo
Northern Cardinal in a nice spot, if distant

A Great Blue Heron flew right over my head.

Two common species of butterfly have been around this week, the Painted Lady and the Red Admiral.

Baltimore Orioles have arrived. I wonder if they’re possibly the same ones that visited my yard for the last time on Friday (I had three at once).

I was almost at the parking lot when I heard, and then saw, three Indigo Buntings – on the paved trail. They must have just arrived – getting their bearings, so to speak, because I have never seen them so tame. I’m sure I’ll be struggling to get any pictures of them the rest of the breeding season.

Here’s another Indigo Bunting I saw a bit earlier.

One of many singing male American Goldfinches

Ruby-Crowned Kinglets are still around, although I think these must be the females as I haven’t seen a red crown patch on any individuals for a week or more. But this one sure is a cutie.

A few views of the landscape.

Turtles basking in the sun.

The Portage is starting to green up. Pretty soon the water will be entirely green with duck weed.

This has to be my favorite photograph – the Blue-Winged showing off his worm.

Maybe you can tell I’ve been writing this post in fits and starts. It’s a bit disorganized because I inadvertently clicked on the “group” feature which seems to have cemented some unintended parts together, but I’m too lazy to start over again.

We have dropped thirty degrees back into cooler temperatures, and I guess that’s okay for Monday, but I want to hold onto the beauty of this past weekend as long as possible. I am thankful for spring migration and for my indoor birds, making it easier to get out of bed in the morning – albeit earlier and earlier as the days get longer!

Late April Goose Lake

With the forecast of only one nice day this past weekend, I planned to go to Goose Lake Natural Area and the Hebron Trail, which has become one of my favorite, if distant, destinations. One doesn’t know what to expect when venturing out these days. I knew I could count on the absence of crowds, even if there were some people walking, riding bikes, running, birding. Luckily this is a vast expanse and I could still feel quite alone most of the time, however I now take that sentiment in current context.

Starting down the Hebron Trail…

The walk is long to the Goose Lake part – at least it seems to take forever. There were not a lot of birds along the way this early in the season to distract me, but there was certainly a lot of up-and-coming moss.

The main attraction to me, then, was the Yellow-Headed Blackbirds. The females haven’t started arriving yet as far as I can tell, but I wanted to be there when the males were setting up territories so I could hear them sing. With all the Red-Winged Blackbirds singing, they didn’t seem to vocalize in long phrases, but I did manage to get a recording, albeit with a lot of wind noise, of their characteristic rusty-crank-sounding song. The short song clip is below these photographs.

I might add that the Yellow-Headeds were far away and rather secretive. I want to go back in a few weeks to see if I can get a better look.

There were several Song Sparrows and I managed to get a few photographs of them. They had some lovely songs too. I almost wish I could have left the camera and recorded vocalizations, but it was windy that day anyway.

Another likely breeding sparrow in this habitat is the Swamp Sparrow. I was lucky to encounter the beauty below.

I miss Crows a lot. It’s been a chronic ache that started with my job location three years ago, made worse by the current situation banning visits to lakefront parks. So another thing I like about this location is that I always get to see Crows.

I confess I wasn’t paying an awful lot of attention to Red-Winged Blackbirds, but I did find this guy attractive. There’s a female in three photos below him.

I had to look hard to see the Goose on her nest below.

There were still a few Ruby-Crowned Kinglets here and there.

As I turned to go back, three crows were harassing a Red-Tailed Hawk.

I got distracted by a little more plant life and my first ladybug of the year.

There was an elusive Red-Bellied Woodpecker off the side of the wooded trail as I walked back.

I have been working harder than ever from home which was not at all what I expected when this whole pandemic thing began. As long as it’s raining I don’t mind so much. Oh well. Tomorrow is May 1.

A Crow Holiday Post

I’m overdue for a tribute to the Lakefront Crows who were quite cooperative early in November but hard to find a month later, and I don’t think I’ll manage to see them before the end of the year. So here are some longing looks.

Hmmm… peanut butter oatmeal raisin, my favorite

The same day, I captured a few sparrows and such and I will be back with their photos and others from my second visit to the lakefront parks.

Swamp Sparrow

This is all in the interest of clearing off my hard drives to make room for upcoming adventures. I will be going to Mexico next Sunday.

Since I’m almost in real time here, a note about the current weather: my Northern Cardinal was singing and singing and singing in the yard this morning – I think the 60-degree temperatures have fooled him into thinking it’s spring. Can’t blame him. Is it just me, or is almost nothing a surprise anymore?

October’s End

A goal for the last two years has been to get up to Goose Lake Natural Area and the Hebron Trail in October to see Sandhill Cranes. October weekends were flying by with other commitments and I kept hoping for decent weather, should I attempt the trip on the last Sunday of the month. I was rewarded with available sunshine and went to investigate. I saw only 18 Cranes eventually, when there had been a few hundred reported earlier in the week, but I was lucky to have three calling raucously and flying right overhead.

My start down the eastward Hebron Trail, which is a gravel trail built on an old railroad bed, yielded a flurry of Cedar Waxwings, Robins and Starlings at the start.

Hebron Trail
Cedar Waxwing
European Starling

The more often I visit this place, the more I fall in love with it. But it takes me an hour and a half to drive up there, no matter which way I go. The first time or two I wasn’t sure I was ever going to find it, but now I know the route and the landmarks and it’s easy – just a long haul.

Not long after I reached the end of the tree-lined part of the trail, I saw this male Northern Harrier fly across the field and then maybe twenty minutes later it flew by right in front of me.

Sparrow migration is in full force and I saw plenty of sparrows to prove it. It was especially nice to see the Vesper and Savannah Sparrows. Also this was my first American Tree Sparrow of the season. Since I’m already over seeing Juncos come back, I see no problem welcoming the Tree Sparrows, as both species herald the return of colder months.

Vesper Sparrow
Savannah Sparrow
American Tree Sparrow

There weren’t a lot of birds in the water, mainly American Coots. There were some Pied-Billed Grebes, but they were too far away to capture adequately.

American Coots

As I went through my photographs last Sunday, I realized I still had photos from my last visit back at the end of July, when I wondered if there were any Yellow-Headed Blackbirds left. I’m including some of those photos below.

Yellow-Headed Blackbird (female)
Song Sparrow
American Goldfinch
This Halloween Pennant would have been much more appropriate if I’d managed to post this last week!
Another reason why I like this place – I always see Crows!
Widow Skimmers look even better in retrospect.

A couple more of the Sandhills… My resolution for next year is to visit this place more often, maybe even closer to the peak times for certain species. Either way, it’s a beautiful place and I am happy to share it with you.

Spring Preview: Columbus Park

I had planned to write a post before my departure for Big Bend but it didn’t happen. Now I am back from an amazing trip, but even though I have started processing my pictures, it will probably take me a couple of weeks given the busy schedule I am returning to, so I will see if I can manage this post for the moment.

I did a Columbus Park walk on the Saturday before I left, and it was to witness the first hint of migrating birds, but our spring has been anything but spring-like, with snow occurring the next day and from what I hear, another wet, fluffy snowfall the Saturday before my return. Yet I’m planning on putting out the hummingbird feeders tomorrow morning. C’mon, it’s May!

The big wading and diving birds were easiest to spot… It was particularly entertaining to watch the Double-Crested Cormorants drying off in the sun. Maybe the Canada Goose thought I was trying to take its picture.

We had several Wood Ducks, but this was perhaps the closest view I got of a male swimming in front of a female Mallard.

A little army of hungry Golden-Crowned Kinglets appeared on the grass in front of us at one point, reminding me of the very first time I ever saw them years ago doing the same thing on the lawn at Millennium Park.

The female Belted Kingfisher below was pretty far away but nice to see.

This Black-crowned Night-Heron flew by us before landing in a tree.

American Robins have been on their territories for weeks now and we saw many.

Swamp Sparrows outnumbered Song Sparrows (4 to 2!) but were hard to photograph.

Eastern Phoebe arrivals are always a sign of spring. The similarly-colored bird below the Eastern Phoebe is a Northern Rough-Winged Swallow.

You know the Red-Winged Blackbirds are ready for business when the girls start arriving.

Northern Flickers put on a show for us but they were hard to capture as well.

Our last “lawn” species was Killdeer.

I got caught up on my sleep last night, but I’m heading into a busy weekend. Saturday morning is the Spring Bird Count, Saturday night is the Spring Music Festival…and with any luck on Sunday, I can start cleaning up my yard, as green things, both wanted and invasive, are starting to emerge. The recommendation to not clear anything until the temperature stays above 50 degrees Fahrenheit will be difficult to adhere to… we are still dropping into the 40’s, albeit the higher 40’s, overnight. I do remember seeing a butterfly or two before I left. I hope to see some insects Sunday and maybe a better forecast.

McGinnis Slough and A Weekend of Prayer

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Swamp Sparrow

I gave in to the prospect of the only nice weekend weather Saturday morning before my dentist appointment and went to McGinnis Slough. Reports of waterfowl seen a day or two before reminded me it was time to renew my relationship with this favorite destination, and the prospect of fall colors made it even more enticing. So now it will be a month or longer, looking back on fall from winter soon, by the time I get around to the last organized bird walk weekend.

The moment I got out of the car I felt restored. I was the only human and could temporarily forget about the whir of traffic noise nearby.

McGinnis - 11-3-18-4099There were still a few Red-Winged Blackbirds hanging out, singing.

RWBL - 11-3-18-4107In addition to a lot of Swamp Sparrows, there was my first American Tree Sparrow of the season, the arrival of which always reminds me of winter coming…

I was not expecting to see Yellow-Rumped Warblers…or orange conifers…but apparently both exist together. I think the tree is an American Larch or something like that, which turns yellow or orange in the fall.

YRWA - 11-3-18-4291And of course the waterfowl. Below, a view of only a couple hundred of 850 American Coots. Or so I calculated…

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AMCO - 11-3-18-4423There was a nice little group of Green-Winged Teal…

and quite a few Northern Shovelers, although I could not seem to get a good photo of the flashier male

NOSH - 11-3-18-4231At one point two Mute Swans flew overhead. The second time they weren’t entirely mute and I thought they sounded a bit like Snow Geese so they had me fooled for a minute, but my photographs later said Swans.

The Coot below was enjoying the early sunshine, and so was I, but the clouds started to move in quickly after that.

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Plant life taking on fall form…

A Wood Duck was close enough for a photo but by then the sun was hiding.

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Another Shoveler…

NOSH - 11-3-18-4128The trees looking windswept and leafless…

Trees at McGinnis - 11-3-18-4122Sunday morning the choir sang two services, singing “Somebody Prayed for Peace” and “Sweet Freedom” which is based on the national anthem. Afterward I went to city hall for early voting, deciding that it might not be such a bad thing to try, even though I live half a block from my polling place. As I sat in the gallery section of council chambers waiting my turn at the voting machine, I was reminded of sitting in a church pew and struck by the metaphor of voting as a form of prayer.

Random contributions from my new cell phone…the leaves are from one of the towering Sycamore trees I passed this morning on my way to the train, the salad consumed yesterday features the last of my cherry tomatoes, and beneath all that, one experiment in my new Saturday tradition which is to have one midday meal of scrambled eggs and onions and whatever else I’m looking to use up…in this instance, even some stale pita chips. Food as a form of prayer.

One more landscape from McGinnis and a Red-Winged Blackbird looking thoughtful.

This coming weekend will be very busy with the choir tour. I hope to return to this page soon afterward.