The Great Backyard Bird Count
It was a beautiful day in the neighborhood – President’s Day, February 20, and a Monday. The sun was shining – just a tad of snow here and there. What to do? Watch the NHRA drag races on Speed Vision with hubby Roger or head outside to participate in the final afternoon of the Great Backyard Bird Count? Click GBBC for info.
Chloe, the trusty beagle, and I headed outside to contribute to the Westport Island body of knowledge.
Our first sighting was – a robin (?). Wasn’t the “Robin Redbreast” supposed to be the first sign of spring? Hmmmm…
Not regulation “birders,” we need to work on the stealth approach. All the birds at the feeder fled when Chloe took to mole, vole, and squirrel patrol. We spooked four Canadian Geese on the descent to the property’s back cove. While trying to be quiet, we saw two Bald Eagles circle the old chandlery and head along the Sheepscot River.
Back towards the yard, we heard loud cawing and saw three crows retreat after finishing the “bait” bread below the feeder. Inside, peeking from a second story window, we saw the birds return to backyard feeding: finches, chickadees, mourning doves, and a lone woodpecker.
Back to the cove, no sign of the Canadian Geese or the Bald Eagles; but gulls were scavenging the flats, and cormorants were perched on the distant rocks. What a great place to be…