First is a bird new to me, this handsome Eastern Kingbird, who was busily hunting for breakfast bugs over the soccer fields from this commanding perch in a little fruit tree.
He was happy to pose, but wouldn’t let me get any closer, so the picture is a little blurry, I am sorry to say. I wish I could crop it more, but I don’t dare.
Next is this little Red-eyed Vireo from yesterday, who was much more willing to put on a whole song and dance for me this morning. I mean, he’s no catbird, but that’s not bad, right? Especially when you consider the choreography. He could really stick the landings.
Finally, a tiny house wren, which you may remember from back on May 24. Ever since I spotted him, I’ve been pretty sure I hear him every morning in or near the big oak tree at the south end of the pond, but I’ve never been able to spot him again. Finally, this morning, there were at least two of them to distract each other from noticing me, and best of all, they chased each other through this bird house right under that oak tree. Oh yeah! House Wren. I have got to learn to open my eyes!
Lastly, I spotted this fascinating little natural phenomenon, as I searched in vain for the daisy Anne and I spotted along the oakleaf trail on our way home from the DQ on Hampton last evening.
That’s right, the spittle bugs are starting to lay their eggs. Things are about to get hoppin’ in Estabrook.
Well, that’s all I’ve got for today.