It was a nice enough morning in Estabrook, with mild temps and mostly clear skies, but I had a hard time finding any pretty pictures for you.
The cardinals are getting even thicker, if you can believe it, and there were probably a dozen just at the pond. They must have had a banner year last year, and here’s one of them on the sumac by the river below the beer garden, chirping and chewing, just as the sun started creeping down into the river valley.
Here’s a downy woodpecker by the pond making sure I don’t make any sudden moves.
And that’s it from this morning. Sure I counted nearly 20 different species, including the biggest murder of crows I may have ever seen, with 12 individuals, but they all seemed to have their minds on other things and had no time for pictures today.
Happily, our buddy, Brian, alerted me yesterday afternoon about the screech owls down in Cambridge Woods. At long last, both of them were visible at the same time. By the time I arrived, there was even a guy who had driven down from Minneapolis to see the sight.
Phew! I think I need a nap, too.
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How beautiful those owls are.
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