So after the walk, Paul suggested I check for the barred owl and try to see a pine warbler. Sounds good to me! Off I went. I have never found an owl on my own, even knowing the general area it was seen. They are extremely hard to spot. But I walked around a while, checking trees, looking, looking. No owls. Right away I was charmed though by a horde of juncos and this nuthatch, who eventually came right over and posed for me.
And a kestrel! I'm fairly sure. The lighting was terrible, and my battery ran out, and somehow when desperately fumbling for a new battery I managed to drop my sweater without realizing it. Luckily a kind woman handed it to me, and then asked me where the owl was. Hahahahaha, I love birding! I so wish I had known where it was, she was so kind. She did seem happy about the kestrel though.
Then I saw two people looking happily and intently at a clump of trees, so I thought that looked pretty promising and went over. And indeed there it was! Hello Gorgeous! :-)
Sure enough, when I followed their directions, there was a clump of birders all gathered around this little beauty. It was so close to the path, I was a little worried that if some boisterous people came by they could bump into it without realizing it was there. But I guess the owl knows best, it seemed relaxed and content the whole time I was there.
|saw whet owl|
|yellow-bellied sap sucker|
The wood ducks were still there, and came a little closer.
|black-crowned night heron|