January 2, 2016

After days and days of warm weather in the 70s and 80s, today dawned overcast and cool, the high not reaching 60 degrees.  At Nathan Krestul Park, my sightings followed a familiar pattern.  As I approached, I heard and saw a Belted Kingfisher, but it soon disappeared and did not reappear for the next half hour.  I spotted the one Tricolored Heron and the one Little Blue Heron.  A Great Blue Heron perched high in a tree.  Yellow-rumped Warblers were flitting about.  An Eastern Phoebe surprised me by repeatedly perching low, barely a foot off the ground.


Tricolored Heron


Great Blue Heron

When I got back home, I head Barred Owls calling to each other.  One sounded like it was in the woods just behind our house.  I stood on our retaining wall, peering into the trees, but did not spot it–or hear them call again.

It’s very quiet. I’ve seen a pair of Northern Cardinals and a pair of Carolina Wrens eat the mixed nuts at the cylinder feeder, and I’ve seen a male Red-bellied Woodpecker, Downy Woodpeckers, Tufted Titmice, and Carolina Chickadees take peanuts from the feeder.  But more often than not, when I look out the windows, I don’t see a single bird.