After terrific looks at the sage thrasher (lifer), who spent most of the time going back and forth between a favorite log at the water's edge and a hackberry tree on the path (see Derek Bakken's photos), I thought there would be no interesting additions to my year list. So, exercise and BBA duties made Crosby the destination again.
Most of the birds present were indeed there yesterday, though the flock of cedar waxwings was now on the opposite side of the lake, and the E. phoebes had spread out in distribution. The kingfishers were spending time on the river, but seemed to be staying at higher elevation than usual; if they're digging a nest burrow, they weren't giving away its location today. The usual red-tail hawk was suffering the inevitable crow harrassment. The various woodpeckers, nuthatches, chickadees, song sprrows, red-wings, cardinals and robins were still pretty vocal, but there was an additional voice in the chorus: the barred owl began calling. (There was no sign of the Great-horned owl I saw yesterday, west of the 35E bridge.) Just where the path turns sharply, near the bridge, up popped a winter wren. It was feeding under a fallen log at the edge of the backwater channel---lovely ending to a lovely day. Linda Whyte ---- Join or Leave mou-net:http://lists.umn.edu/cgi-bin/wa?SUBED1=mou-net Archives:http://lists.umn.edu/archives/mou-net.html
