I had arrived at the tail end of migration yet again. The minute I saw Blackpoll Warblers, I knew the game was over. My quest for Bay-breasted and Cape May Warblers would have to wait for another day.
|How does one say gaudy in Maine-ish?|
As Kathie and I both explored beautiful spaces near her home, we observed many birds singing and moving about branches.
|Blackpoll Warblers are one of the last warblers to migrate|
|Bobolink males call and set up their territories|
Then an amazing thing happened! I was able to get wonderful observations of a bird I had only seen briefly ONCE, the Scarlet Tanager.
When they are breeding, they are super difficult to observe. Luckily we hit a fantastic observation window where they were still moving and calling out in the open. I not only got to see this bird once but MANY times. We even rescued an injured one!
Purple Finches are wonderfully colored and were in good numbers everywhere we went.
|A finch dipped in raspberry jam, the Purple Finch|
|A pair of Red-eyed Vireos|
Even though the migration was coming to an end, there were still a lot of great warblers out there.
|female Baltimore Oriole|
|Black-throated Blue Warbler|
In short. It was nice revisiting several bird species that I don't get to see often in Arizona. Once we finished our first sweep of the common birds, we began our journey for the harder ones. And those stories will be told over the next several weeks. So until next time, use some bug spray:) This wet and cold summer of the North has arrived.