The first batch of robins are coming out of the oven, and here’s a fledgling looking as puffed up as it knows how and waiting for the sun to warm it up after a night out on its own. Luckily for it, this Memorial Day weekend is shaping up to be a beauty.
Great blue herons have been a little few and far between in Estabrook Park this spring, and I was pleasantly surprised to find one fishing in the water below the falls and even near our shore for a change.
Better still, it caught a very tasty-looking fish while I had my camera aimed at it.
And then, as if that wasn’t enough, there were five (5!) great blue herons farther upriver in the trees over the northern island. Here are the three perched closest together.
There’s a new singer in the park this morning, an eastern wood pewee, and you can take a listen to their distinctive song here.
At the far south end, I found my only gaggle of goslings, this octet settling down for their morning nap under mom’s watchful eye.
Back up on the bluff, I managed to sneak my first Canada warbler image of the season.
Finally, a red-eyed vireo in the same tree wanted in on some of that action, by which I mean first picture of the season.
Lastly, Anne and I headed out to Waterford for a family function, and look who stopped by to join us, my first sandhill crane this year.
Signs of Life in Estabrook Park 