The nice weather continues, with blue skies for a while at least, and with a little less warmth but a little less wind than yesterday. I’ll take it!
Our great horned owl was back again this morning, yay, but in a slightly different spot and with eyes only half open.
This little red squirrel seemed transfixed by something above, which I couldn’t see, but I’ll take that pretty picture anyway, thank you very much.
I was happy still to find a hermit thrush who hadn’t yet flown south to Kentucky for the winter.
Despite my circling around looking for the best angle, it seemed quite content in that sunny spot, although I did keep a respectful distance, which I’ve learned varies wildly from species to species and even bird to bird.
At the pond, the action continues, and this morning the hooded merganser is going to show us that you can indeed swallow a crayfish tail-first, so long as you thrash the heck out of it before you try.
Then just line it up, …
and don’t forget to stretch out your neck.
Finally, this white-throated sparrow by the north-end of the pond was the most poofed-up bird I saw this morning. “Sorry, sweetie, but if you think this is cold…”
Signs of Life in Estabrook Park 