Thursday, November 8, 2012

an addendum

In spite of the fact that I already signed off for 2012, I did also say that I might occasionally file on something of interest. Perhaps this post falls into that category.

The release of two of my Labor/Naxos CD albums -- "The Nude Paper Sermon" and the four pieces that make up "Wiretap" (Helix, Wiretap, Larynx Music and Queens Collage) -- took place right in the middle of Hurricane Sandy! These are music-theater works: a big one for actor, Renaissance ensemble, singing voices and electronic sounds (with Stacy Keach and the Nonesuch Ensemble conducted by Josh Rifkin) and four shorter works, also featuring voices in various forms.

Even though they've just been released now, there are already some great notices. The best one is William Gibson's article in the current issue of "Signal to Noise"; I can send anyone who's interested a complete copy. But you can also get more information, hear excerpts, read reviews and find out how to order from the Labor Records site .

There's also background on these releases and the earlier "Civilization & Its Discontents" on my web site .

Hope everyone survived the storm(s) in good shape.

Cheers!

Eric Salzman

Thursday, November 1, 2012

goodbye to 2012!

2012 still has a couple of months to run but our May-November East Quogue sojourn is over for the year. We survived Sandy but now have packed up and moved back to Brooklyn.

A quick rundown of this year's most notable bird events would have to include the several sightings of Bald Eagles both in the spring and in the fall, the number of rails passing through the marsh (mostly only heard but including Virginia and Clapper Rails and, most probably, Yellow Rail), a number of species new to the property (Rusty Blackbird, Short-billed Dowitcher, Olive-sided Flycatcher, Pine Siskin) or rather rare (Wilson's Snipe, Caspian Tern, several Philadelphia Vireos). The influx of large numbers of Red-breasted Nuthatches, Pine Siskins and American Goldfinches was striking and might be an advance cohort of northern finches. Plenty of Yellow-rumped Warblers, Dark-eyed Juncos and White-throated Sparrows came in towards the end of October setting the stage for an interesting winter to follow (by others, not, alas, by me).

From time to time, I'll post occasional items that I hope will be of interest in the coming months. Otherwise see you next spring!

Eric Salzman

Mike Bottini asked me to post the announcement of the first Long Island Natural History Conference which will take place Friday, November 16, and Saturday, November 17. The Friday session will be in Berkner Auditorium at the U.S. Department of Energy’s Brookhaven National Laboratory in Upton, NY, and will comprise a dozen presentations by leading Long Island wildlife biologists and naturalists and a keynote presentation by Peter Alden, author of the Audubon Society's regional field guide series.The conference is open to the general public and promises to be the largest regional forum for researchers, natural resource managers, students, and naturalists to present and exchange current information on the varied aspects of applied field biology (freshwater, marine, and terrestrial) and natural history of Long Island. It will serve as a premier venue to identify research and management needs, foster friendships and collegial relationships, and encourage a greater region-wide interest in Long Island’s natural history by bringing together people with diverse backgrounds. The conference is a project of the newly formed Long Island Nature Organization, committed to promoting nature studies on Long Island by sponsoring specific projects, providing opportunities like the conference to increase communication among wildlife researchers, managers, and the general public, and building a web-based clearing house for Long Island Natural History information. To view the conference schedule and to register, go to LongIslandNature.org

Sandy

Hurricane Sandy hit us pretty hard starting on Monday, the 29th of October, with a good-sized morning high tide in which the pond and marsh overflowed their banks. The electricity went out about 3:30 in the afternoon (the phones went out later) and the winds kept increasing all day with boffo hurricane gusts and a second high tide after dark that pushed the water about two-thirds of the way up the open field toward the house. Oddly enough, the clouds mostly dissipated revealing the full moon that was not only collaborating in this apocalypse but also lighting it up. A setting for a scary early Hallowe'en opera.

Well the water did not reach the house but the dawn's not-so-early light revealed the piles of wrack and debris covering the area and stretching from one patch of woods to the other. However there was surprisingly little tree damage around the house (I'll have to survey the general damage to the property later on when things are more accessible).

I did manage to do a little birding in the morning but my conclusion is that Sandy caused a lot of trouble with few rewards. Unlike Irene (which produced some wonderful tropical and pelagic birds including a Bridled Tern right on the creek), there was no real exotica in sight. I did see a Lesser Blackback Gull riding out the storm along with the Laughing, Ring-bill, Herring and Greater Black-back Gulls perched on what remained of the Aldrich Boatyard docks and there were several raptors in sight: a Cooper's Hawk and two or three Merlins (chasing, of all things, Rock Doves a.k.a. Domestic Pigeons, and reminding me that Merlins used to be called Pigeon Hawks!). There were flocks of Dark-eyed Juncos and various sparrows investigating the tidal wrack for whatever it was that they were able to find. Blue Jays were also investigating the tidal wrack, apparently finding acorns that had been blown off the trees.

The tide finally fell back on Tuesday afternoon and by Wednesday we were able to pack up and head for the city as originally planned.

Eric Salzman

Sunday, October 28, 2012

waiting for the storm

There was moonlight last night but by this morning the sky was covered and the wind had come up from the northeast (although it was possible to hear the surf from the southeast). Was this because the storm was partly a nor'easter? Or was it because of the clockwise motion of the hurricane?

The early morning tide was extremely high; the pond overflowed and most of my usual paths around the pond and marsh were well under water. Most notably, there were a few hawks in the air: a medium-sized accipiter (probably a female Sharp-shinned judging by the cut of the wings), a Red-tailed Hawk over the creek being harassed by gulls, and the last of the Osprey -- presumably the same young bird that has been hanging around and overnighting on local dead trees.

Eric Salzman

Saturday, October 27, 2012

calm before the storm

The past two days can be best characterized by the phrase 'calm before the storm'. The weather has been partly sunny, warm, dry and relatively windless. Although the various populations of visiting and/or wintering birds have thinned out somewhat, there are still some numbers of various species. There was a singing Marsh Wren yesterday and some Hermit Thrushes (tail wags included) as well. V-formation flocks moving overhead have all been Double-crested Cormorants. A impressive movement of seabirds on the far side of Shinnecock Bay must have extended a good half-mile along the barrier beach; although it did not take the classic V formation, it may have been D-c Cormorants (I can't think what else would be moving in such numbers at this time of year but perhaps some of the waterfowl have started to move). I haven't seen the Sapsuckers in a couple of days but the other four woodpeckers -- Hairy included -- are here (hurricanes create lots of yummy dead wood for woodpeckers).

I heard that mysterious three-note whistled song again this morning. I'm now thinking that it might be an aberrant sparrow song -- perhaps even a Song Sparrow!

Aldrich Boat Yard (our neighbor up the creek) has pulled almost all its boats out of the water and pulled in its floating docks as well. Last year, I believe some of their boats suffered significant damage during Hurricane Irene so they are taking no chances this year.

Eric Salzman

Thursday, October 25, 2012

another rail call

Another mysterious rail call.

I was down at the marsh before dawn when a rail called something like the following: Tap-tap-tap-tap-tap-tap (even) and then something similar but dropping in pitch. The tide was still fairly high and there was just so far that I could slosh around and of course I saw nothing. After waiting a while, I retreated to higher ground and heard the pattern once again, this time from a distance. This was not a Clapper Rail (although I suppose King Rail would be a possibility).

Sunrise was very striking as the fiery ball came up in a narrow opening below a heavy cloud cover. This threw an unreal reddish/orange light on the vegetation and cast the siskins and goldfinches (they were popping up all over the place) in lurid colors; it was like something a mad lighting designer might come up with. But it wasn't long before the sun vanished behind a thick layer of overcast.

Add a couple of species to the list of possible winter birds (see yesterday's blog). Small flocks of Dark-eyed Juncos and Golden-crowned Kinglets showed up this morning. Royal Terns continue to populate the creek. Now that Aldrich Boat Yard has pulled in all their boats (in advance of the predicted storms?) and even pulled up the floating docks, the terns are using the poles -- mostly occupied by gulls and cormorants until now -- as roosting places.

Eric Salzman

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

winter birds?

In spite of the overcast and drizzle, there were birds, birds, birds this morning -- passerines plus a woodpecker or two -- in the pine grove just in back of the pond and all along the marsh edge with chickadees and titmice, both nuthatches, a surprising number of Ruby-crowned Kinglets (no Golden-crowned), many Yellow-rumped (a.k.a. Myrtle) Warblers and the regular late October complement of sparrows -- White-throats, Song and Swamp. There are still good numbers of Pine Siskins along with lesser numbers of Am Goldfinches all around the marsh edge. And, of course, Mourning Doves, blackbirds (Red-winged and Grackles), Am Crows (with an occasional Fish Crow) and Blue Jays. Also Mockingbirds on each side of the property (they are year-rounders) and a loud Brown Thrasher or two calling from inside the woods. And the inevitable and highly successful Carolina Wrens -- also year-rounders.

I wonder how many of these birds are settled in for the winter (alas, I won't be around to check it out).

Eric Salzman

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

siskins 'n' stuff

The Siskins are back!

Well, some of them anyway. Small flocks of a dozen or so birds have turned up with American Goldfinches, all feeding around the edge of the marsh. They're probably not returns but new birds coming in.

In fact, there was a substantial flight last night with a variety of new arrivals. I made it down to the middle of the marsh before sunrise but there was still a bit of water in the open pond at the middle with two Mallards swimming around; no shorebirds or rails. There was, however, a chucking Marsh Wren right in the marsh grass between my perch and the open water, first I've seen in a while. There was also a Winter Wren further up at the head of the marsh.

Many sparrows are in: lots of the regulars (White-throated and Song, both singing, plus Swamp) plus a few Chipping Sparrows, numbers of Dark-eyed Juncos and at least one beautiful adult White-crowned Sparrow. There was also a pod (I'd hardly call it a flock) of thrushes. All the ones I could see had reddish tails and these were probably mostly Hermit Thrushes; but there were one or two that had grayish rather than whitish eye-rings and distinctly did not wag their tails (a Hermit Thrush giveaway) and might have been Bicknell's Thrushes; tough call. Yellow-rumped Warblers are everywhere from the ground to the tops of the trees (where they perform flycatcher-like flights to catch insects).

Both nuthatches are still here (White-breasted almost seem to outnumber Red-breasted). Also Ruby-crowned Kinglets (but the Golden-crowned all seem to have passed through). A pair of Cedar Waxwings came zipping overhead, the first that I've seen in a long time.

A remarkable first-of-the-season was a flocklet of four calling Snow Geese high overhead -- the advance guard of what is sure to be a big deal a little later in the season.

Eric Salzman

Monday, October 22, 2012

water birds of marsh & creek

Another beautiful morning with a late sunrise and a low tide that enabled me to get well into the marsh. Amazingly enough, at exactly the same spot as yesterday's dowitcher, a seemingly identical, good-sized, long-billed shorebird jumped up and flew to the other side of the open pond in the middle of the marsh. Another dowitcher? No, this bird lacked the white lozenge on the back and it flew up with a short, harsh, toneless scraping sound. Not a dowitcher but a Wilson's Snipe, an amazingly similar bird in the same spot. And the first Wilson's Snipe of the year for me.

But that wasn't all. Almost immediately, just a few steps away, a similarly sized bird (bigger body, shorter bill) flew up and low into the dense vegetation. A medium-sized rail -- Virginia Rail again, no doubt.

Water birds continued to dominate the day. A Wood Duck pair, male and female, were in the pond just about where four of these gorgeous creatures dropped in yesterday. And Royal Terns continued to hold the creek. These southern birds (their nearest nesting grounds are usually listed as Maryland although there may be a few birds breeding further north) come to Long Island is a post-breeding dispersal as early as mid-May and their numbers only seem to increase in the fall.

Where oh where did the siskins go? As several readers have pointed out, Shai Mitra saw something around 20,000 Pine Siskins moving west along the barrier beach (he was at Robert Moses State Park at the western end of Fire Island). Obviously 'our' siskins could not resist joining up with the crowd moving on; not a single one is left after a visit (probably by several hundred birds) of more than three weeks.

Eric Salzman

Sunday, October 21, 2012

some birds leave, some drop in

Where are the Siskins?

Since the spell of bad weather in the past couple of days, the flocks of Pine Siskins and American Goldfinches have vanished, leaving behind a few Goldfinches, some House Finches and no siskins at all.

There are still fair numbers of Yellow-rumped Warblers along with various sparrows: Song, Swamp, White-throated and Savannah (the latter the first of the season here that I identified for sure). A steady parade of Royal Terns on the creek suggests that their numbers are actually increasing.

A magic moment came a little later in the day when a flock of six Wood Duck came circling overhead. It suddenly occurred to me that they wanted to come into the pond but were deterred by my standing figure. I sat down (we have a couple of chairs on the bank) and almost immediately they dropped in -- four gorgeous males and two handsome females in their Sunday finest -- tucking themselves into a well vegetated corner.

But the big surprise was a Short-billed Dowitcher in the open water pond at the center of the marsh first thing in the morning. This bird flushed a short distance at my approach, revealing the lozenge-shaped white mark on its back. It landed not far away behind a clump of grass and, after a bit, it began to  feed at a near edge and showing its rather stout longish bill, head markings and some of its tail. It didn't call so I suppose I should call it 'dowitcher sp' but either way, it is a new bird for the property. Dowitchers are common enough on the ocean side of Shinnecock but they simply don't turn up on our side -- at least not until now. This is species #240 for the property!

Eric Salzman

Saturday, October 20, 2012

sounds in the fog

Who was that guy who was lamenting the disappearance of autumn fogs in the NY Times? He should come out here if wants to see autumn fog. We had a doozy this morning accompanied by warm temperatures with just a slight breeze from the south carrying the amazingly loud sound of the surf through the dense air. 'Sunrise' is late -- after 7 am these days -- but overcast skies and low-lying fog guarantee that no sun will be seen; even the opposite side of the creek was invisible and the trees on the far side of the marsh were merely shadows against the white sky.

Rails prefer the gloom and, since the tide was low, this was a perfect time to look for rails in the marsh. Of course, I couldn't see much and all I could hear was a rhythmic call that didn't sound anything like a rail. Except that it was coming from the marsh. This was mainly a two-note DID-dik, repeated over and over and sometimes with the last part extended. I decided to wait and see if anything would turn up (there wasn't much else to see in the fog) and, sure enough, a medium-sized rail came running across the open area in the middle of the marsh. It was too hard to make it out at first but eventually it came back, working its way along the open edge. By this time, it was light enough to make out the details; it was a Virginia Rail. The Virginia Rail is famous for its 'kicker' call but this was a rhythmic two-note call, DID-dik, sometimes extending into several notes: DID-dik-dik-dik-dik but without the ending part that is usually attributed to the 'kicker'. Although the two-note vocalization is described as an 'alarm call', this bird was anything but alarmed, walking calmly along the edge and dipping in the adjacent pools of water (to drink? to catch insects?). After watching the creature for about 20", another series of DIK-dik calls started up in another part of the marsh not far away. A second bird; my guess is that these are contact rather than alarm calls.

Eventually, the visible rail disappeared into the marsh grass and there were no further calls from either bird. Time to move on. Not that visibility had improved very much. I could identify many birds by sound, notably two or three Ruby-crowned Kinglets plus the usual collection of chinking White-crowned Sparrows, chipping Yellow-rumped Warblers, complaining Robins, etc. One call I could not identify was a low, toneless 'CRWK', apparently coming from flying birds on the creek. This is not the usual call that Royal Terns make in the sunshine but perhaps they somehow use this sound to find their way around in the fog! But perhaps it was something else entirely.

The fog cleared at almost exactly 9:30 and shortly thereafter a large and active feeding flock appeared in the woods led by Chickadees and Titmice but also including at least two Yellow-bellied Sapsuckers, Downy Woodpecker, active and noisy Red-breasted Nuthatches, and Yellow-rumped Warblers. No siskins or goldfinches seen or heard and the 'CRWK' calls were gone but Rocky Raccoon was visible back on his favorite sleeping perch.

Eric Salzman

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Casa Basso

Last night was the annual Eastern Long Island Audubon Society (ELIAS) dinner at the Casa Basso in Westhampton. This was an unusual treat for me as all my life I have regarded the picturesque statues of the Casa Basso -- starting with the two duelling musketeers in front of the castle-like main building -- with a sort of awe. When I was a kid, these statues (and there used to be a lot more of them) indicated that we were soon arriving at East Quogue (no highways in those days except, of course, Montauk Highway). And yet, in all these years, I had never been inside!

Well, I made it last night. To my slight disappointment, the actual restaurant is in a 'new' building next to the Musketeer Castle that you see from the road. But it was a pleasant experience; good company (some old friends) and a pleasant program. The somewhat Italian accented food wasn't bad and I celebrated the occasion by drinking Compari and soda, my favorite Italian aperitivo. Saluti a tutti quanti!

Because of the dinner and a slightly-later-than-usual bedtime, I got up a little later than usual this morning -- in time, though, to certify that most of yesterday's birds were still here: siskins, goldfinches, warblers (mostly Yellow-rumps; one Common Yellowhthroat), House Finches, various sparrows, both nuthatches and both kinglets (which I had reported missing yesterday but were certainly here this morning). All five woodpeckers as well -- one legacy of last year's Hurricane Irene is that we have plenty of wood for woodpeckers! Also Rocky was back up on his Pitch Pine sleeping post as he has been most of the week. When Rocky is up there, all's well with the world.

Eric Salzman

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

birdies galore

There were birds everywhere this morning -- perhaps the biggest influx of the year. Large numbers of Yellow-rumped Warblers joined the Pine Siskins and American Goldfinches along the edges of the marsh and pond and the warblers were also widely distributed in the woods as well. There were two 'new' birds -- new for the season that is. The first sound that I heard coming from the marsh in the morning as the sun was coming up was the clapping of a Clapper Rail and I actually saw the bird (or another one of the same species) walking up and back across the open area in the middle of the marsh. I've heard various rail calls from the marsh this fall but this was the first time that I could clearly identify the call with a Clapper.

The other 'new' bird was a White-crowned Sparrow.

For the rest, lots of everything else. The main missing character was Rocky Raccoon who was not in his Pitch Pine retreat for the first time this week.

I heard the mystery song again this morning: three or four clear and separated whistled notes repeated several times before it stopped. A couple of correspondents have suggested that it might be a Tufted Titmouse. This fits in with my old theory that, if you hear a song you can't identify, it belongs to a Titmouse. However I must say this is quite different from any titmouse song that I have ever heard.

Eric Salzman

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

a 'jar of nuthatches'?

The weather patterns of late seem to be repeating themselves. After a light rain last night (a front coming through?), the wind shifted to the northwest. There was still heavy cloud cover this morning but the skies had completely cleared by the end of the morning.

The only new bird -- not a rarity but a welcome visitor -- was a beautiful male Black-throated Blue Warbler in the trees facing the pond. The day's other warblers were the expected Yellow-rumped and a single Common Yellowthroat.

An odd and amusing sight: a Blue Jay trying to chase away a Yellow-bellied Sapsucker that was working on its favorite Pitch Pine. The woodpecker finally did fly away leaving behind a neat matrix of holes drilled into the pine bark. Did the Jay think it was some kind of hawk?

Speaking of hawks, I was looking at a 'jar of nuthatches' (apparently that's the correct collective term; I looked it up), consisting of both White-breasted and Red-breasted, when all of a sudden a Sharp-shinned Hawk exploded out of somewhere (he/she must have been examining the same 'jar of nuthatches' from some nearby tree branch) and gave chase to one of the Red-breasted. Did it catch it? I have no idea. The whole thing happened so quickly that I didn't even get my binoculars up.

Kevin Brennan, a neighbor on Randall Lane and a new birdwatcher, has been reporting an Osprey overnighting on a bare stump in his back yard. This is not particularly close to the water and I thought it might be actually be another raptor. But early this morning as I emerged from the woods onto Randall Lane, there it was sitting on the bare stump and calling loudly. Definitely an Osprey. In fact, a young one -- perhaps from the Pine Neck nest -- still in its spotty immature plumage.

All the regulars of recent vintage were still on hand: Royal Terns, Great Blue Herons, Great Egrets, Lesser Yellowlegs, Pine Siskins, American Goldfinches. Swamp, White-throated and Song Sparrows. Lots of birds feeding on the ground including Northern Flicker, Eastern Phoebe and Yellow-rumped Warbler. One good-sized, handsome yellow-and-black Box Turtle surprised me basking in the sunshine by the house with head, neck and legs extended. I've been seeing a lot of turtle-nibbled mushrooms but this was the first live turtle in quite a few weeks.

Eric Salzman

Monday, October 15, 2012

siskins a-plenty

There are two or three flocks of between 3 and 5 dozen Pine Siskins roving the upland marsh edge in the morning. As I come sauntering by, they fly up from the High Tide Bushes (or wherever it is that they are feeding) and into the branches of an adjacent tree -- usually an almost bare oak which now sports a crop of siskins instead of crumpled oak leaves. As they fly, you can hear their characteristic twitter -- sometimes even before you can see the birds. Whereas earlier there were many Am Goldfinches as well -- sometimes mixed in, sometimes in separate little flocks -- goldfinch numbers are now way down, leaving the field to the siskin flocks.

There's a Sharp-shinned Hawk or two in the area. One apparently succeeded in separating one of the siskins from the flock and was chasing it out over the pond. I suspect that it would have caught the poor thing if I hadn't been standing there. Oddly enough, a noisy Kingfisher, came shooting by at the same time (a rather bold move, I would have thought). These distractions were enough to let the siskin escape. The hawk darted back into the woods and then reappeared (it or another one) on the other side of the marsh -- still looking for dinner, no doubt.

Rocky Raccoon (or Rocky, Jr.) has been up on his Pitch Pine sleeping post for the past two days, his striped tail dangling down one side and his masked snout visible on the other. A young male Virginia Deer has been hanging around the house to the dog's intense displeasure. This animal (the deer, that is, not the dog) has become so inured to both human and canine presence that it simply looks around as if curious as to what all the fuss may be. I have to go out and practically kick in the rear to get it to trot away.

Eric Salzman

Sunday, October 14, 2012

a strange song

There's a bird around which I believe to be a chickadee that whistles a three- or (occasionally) four-note song -- more like what one would expect from a Carolina Chickadee than from a Black-capped! These are all clear, separated notes without the stutter (on a single note) that you often hear in a normal Black-capped Chickadee two-note song. I have heard this new song now several times -- always in the same place, just off the property in a neighbor's garden -- but I have been unable to actually see this bird in the act of singing. Do Black-capped Chickadees ever sing like this? I'm not sure that, even if I could get a look at the bird, that it would be possible to tell what it was for sure; the visual differences between the two species are very slight. We are not very far from the Carolina's range in mid-to-southern New Jersey but my impression is that Carolinas are simply not found north of the Raritan River in New Jersey. On the other hand, there are reports of hybrids (from the contact zone between the two species) which might learn a Carolina song. Anyone have any up-to-date information on this?

If it's not a chickadee, I have no idea what it might be! If it is a Carolina Chickadee, it would be a great find but I am not sure how I could ever prove it!

There are still a few Eastern Phoebes around and they seem to hunt in small groups. Two of the birds in one such group turned out to be Hermit Thrushes; both thrushes and phoebes were hunting on the ground and perching on low, leafless branches.

A few Yellow-rumps and some siskins and goldfinches, at least one Winter Wren and a large, unidentified hawk (probably a Red-tailed) were around but, in the face of the warm weather and gusty southwest winds, there was relatively little activity compared to yesterday.

Eric Salzman

Saturday, October 13, 2012

a new bird

Yesterday, with a cold front moving in, I wondered what the morrow would bring. Well it brought in a new bird for this East Quogue/Weesuck Creek property. This was a lone     RUSTY BLACKBIRD sitting right out in the open on top of the lone Pitch Pine on the bank of our pond next to the marsh next to the creek. It was making a steady, creaky call -- which is what called it to my attention in the first place. This was a grayish, female-plumaged bird with a beady pale eye and a small, slightly decurved bill. Sibley says the females hold this plumage only through August so perhaps this was an immature bird. Not counting a couple of stray parakeets and eliminating the two Little Egret sightings as possible aberrant Snowies, the Rusty makes 239 species for the place.

A sparrow with broad gray eyebrows and well-defined breast streaks was a LINCOLN'S SPARROW, only the second one I've ever seen here. Also seen: White-throated, Swamp and Song Sparrows as well as Dark-eyed Junco, and Eastern Towhee. Two Brown Thrashers have been here for several weeks; I hear them more than I actually see them.

There were good numbers of Yellow-rumped Warblers all along the front row of trees and bushes facing east and they were mixed in with Pine Siskins and a few Goldfinches. All three feed on the same seeds, they all flash yellow. and the warblers and siskins both have breast streaking (surprisingly enough, the Yellow-rumps are actually slightly larger than the siskins and goldfinches which are about the same size!).

Two birds that arrived in some numbers were Eastern Phoebes (all along the front range but also widespread in the woods and even by the house) and White-breasted Nuthatches (which are getting almost as common as the Red-breasted). On the other hand, the two kinglets, Ruby-crowned and Golden-crowned, have seemingly vanished; did they just move out with the onset of colder weather? A Yellow-bellied Sapsucker was working methodically on a Pitch Pine -- presumably in order to suck some sap; Pitch Pine sap is delicious stuff!

A surprising sight was a Merlin chasing a Red-winged Blackbird; the blackbird seems rather large to be suitable prey for the falcon. On the flip side of this, a handful of crows were dive bombing a Red-tailed Hawk that was trying to climb up the thermals over Pine Neck. Eventually it managed to shake off its tormentors by spiraling high and then sliding down and away.

Eric Salzman

Friday, October 12, 2012

rosy, aqua and purple

A rosy sunrise, no wind and only a few clouds on the horizon, with a beautiful aqua color on the creek and bay.

This morning's 'new' birds: a male and a female Purple Finch. A nice flock of 40-50 Pine Siskins came in with a few Goldfinches mixed in; they are feeding mostly on the Iva frutescens (Marsh Elder or High Tide Bush) which is in full seed and very widespread around the edges of the marsh. Both nuthatches and both kinglets are still here along with a quinfecta of woodpeckers (Downy, Hairy, Flicker, Red-bellied, and Yellow-bellied Sapsucker; only the rare Red-headed Woodpecker is missing).

A short visit to Dune Road as the weather was changing (winds came up and the skies were overcast) produced a fairly steady stream of falcons -- a dozen or so American Kestrels in less than 30" with one or two Merlin) -- and three or four Northern Harriers. Many Black Ducks feeding near Ponquogue Bridge and rafts of Double-crested Cormorants were taking to the sky and forming goose-like migrating flocks.

A cold front is moving in tonight. Wonder what the morrow will bring?

Eric Salzman

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

a Western visitor

Yesterday I got an e-mail from one of the readers of this blog about a hummingbird at her feeder in Sag Harbor. I wrote her back, pointing out that, while it was not impossible for a Ruby-throated Hummingbird to be hanging around in the second week of October, she might also look closely to see if it could be a Western visitor -- always a good possibility with a late hummingbird. She immediately came back describing it as 'rusty' with a white area on its chest and flash of orange on its throat. To make a long story short, it was a Selasphorus hummer, most likely a female or sub-adult male Rufous!

In spite of the rain this morning, I went up to have a look at this rather exotic creature. This is not the first time it has turned up on Long Island but it is the first one that I have seen in these parts. The Rufous is the most northerly -- and presumably one of the hardier -- of the huge tribe of hummingbirds. Depending on the source, there are between 325 and 340 species of hummers of which only a couple of dozen have ever occurred in the U.S., mostly near the Mexican border. The Rufous, however, breeds from southeastern Alaska south to northern California and traditionally migrates through the Rocky Mountains to winter in Mexico. What is it doing in Noyac? Well you may ask. In recent years, it has started to winter in the U.S. on the Gulf Coast, in Florida, and now further north, helped no doubt by climate change as well as the ubiquity of subtropical gardens and hummingbird feeders in those places. Is this a lost bird with a bad compass that should be in Mexico by now? Or is it a winter arrival that will hang around until the spring and then return West to breed? We may never know but, whatever the explanation, it was an amazing sight. As is often the case with hummingbirds, the bird had a favorite perch some distance away where it would stage before coming in to feed. And, even in the rain, it would return, like clockwork, every twenty minutes to feed. Although the feeder had a perch, it much preferred to feed in its classic helicopter flight.

I should also mention that, like most of the hummers that turn up in the northeast, this one is either a young bird or possibly an adult female. In this plumage, the Rufous Hummingbird is virtually indistinguishable from Allen's Hummingbird, a native of coastal California (there is a tiny difference in one of the tail feathers but it is impossible to see except in very unusual circumstances). So there is a chance that this bird is an Allen's and it should be properly (or more cautiously) be referred to as a Rufous/Allen's. Still, the odds are that it's a Rufous.

This hummingbird (whichever one it was) chose a nice spot to hang out and not only because its host has hummingbird feeders. The surroundings are lush and leafy and the feeders are on a deck under an overhang so the birds can feed even in the rain. Other birds at the seed feeders included Red-bellied and Downy Woodpeckers, both nuthatches, Titmice and Chickadees, Pine Siskins and a few Goldfinches. A dramatic moment occurred when a bird hit a pane of glass with a thump and was stunned. It was a vireo but which one? Wingbars, yellow underparts, white throat, olive back, somewhat grayish head with yellow spectacles. It was a first-winter White-eyed Vireo with a dark iris and, to my mind, very different from the Bell's Vireo which I have now seen twice in our neck of the woods. Oh yes, the stunned bird eventually recovered and flew off.

Eric Salzman

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

new arrivals

A gloomy morning, overcast with stiff northeast winds and little sprinkles of rain. Not so gloomy, however, as to faze our new arrivals: a bunch of Golden-crowned Kinglets (I could hear them before I actually got some good looks) and a few Dark-eyed Juncos. There was a small flock of Goldfinches (half a dozen birds) and a somewhat larger flock of Pine Siskins (a dozen or more). Royal Terns came up the creek as they do almost every morning. Other repeat birds included Eastern Phoebe (braving the winds by ducking further back into the woods), nuthatches (Red-breasted at least), Common Yellowthroat and Yellow-rumped Warblers (staying low but giving themselves away by chipping) and a few sparrows (Swamp, Song, Chipping and, if you count it as a sparrow, Juncos).

Eric Salzman

Monday, October 8, 2012

a rosy sunrise, 'rumps and a flushing rail

It is quite amazing how individual each morning's sunrise is. This morning the sun rose all rosy and pink above puffy clouds and puffs of mist rising up from the bay, creek, the pond and even the open water area in the middle of the marsh. The dampness -- from rain in the night and a tremendous fall of dew -- was on every leaf and blade of grass but the sky was clear and blue for at the least the first few hours of the morning.

This was the first morning when there were numbers of Yellow-rumped  (a.k.a. Myrtle) Warblers about but the influx was still way below the fall-outs of years past. Other warblers seen were Common Yellowthroat, Pine and Blackpoll. There were many Swamp Sparrows along with the usual Song and a few sparrows of undetermined flavor and vintage. Some American Goldfinches but nothing like the recent flocks of either Goldfinches or Siskins. But the following were also seen: Winter Wren, Ruby-crowned Kinglets, Red-breasted Nuthatches (probably White-breasted too), Eastern Phoebe, N Flicker, Hairy, Downy & Red-bellied Woodpecker, Royal Tern on the creek.

Perhaps the most exciting moment was early in the morning when I first went out into the marsh. A medium-size rail flushed twice making a twittering noise as it flew up and dropped back down, both times too quick for me to get the binoculars up. The elongated shape indicated Virginia Rail rather than Sora and I'll just leave it at that.

Eric Salzman

Sunday, October 7, 2012

white throats & yellow bellies

A cool, dry morning before the clouds and rain moved in. As I mentioned yesterday, the Goldfinch and Siskin flocks have disappeared. The front line -- by the pond and the main marsh -- was not active but there was a big mixed flock moving through the hurricane blasted woods near the head of the marsh and it included several Blue-headed Vireos and Ruby-crowned Kinglets (these two comprise the migratory eye-ring set) and the first White-throated Sparrows of the season. Also Chipping and Song Sparrows, Pine, Palm and Yellow-rumped Warblers, Red-eyed and Warbling Vireos and some canopy flitters moving too fast and too high to ID. There were also two Yellow-bellied Sapsuckers (hitching up the same dead stub!), Brown Creeper and, as almost every day this fall, both nuthatches. What else? Eastern Phoebe, Swamp Sparrow, Common Yellowthroat and one or two Siskins on Weesuck Avenue -- not close to where the flocks in and around the marsh had been.

A little later in the morning, Eileen Schwinn phoned to report two Bald Eagles circling over the creek. I rushed down to the water but they had already disappeared -- presumably migrants on their way.

Eric Salzman

Saturday, October 6, 2012

summer again

With the return of summer, the carduelis finches seem to have mostly disappeared. I did see one flock of a couple of dozen birds and another of three birds but I am not sure if they were Goldfinches or Siskins or both. Maybe the Siskins went back north or perhaps just to the other side of the creek. In any case, there were a few fall migrants still around: Brown Creeper, both nuthatches, Black-and-white Warbler, Common Yellowthroat, Swamp Sparrows,

The fall marsh is resplendent in color with turning Tupelos as a backdrop, the white seed bundles of Baccharis or Groundsel Trees (really bushes) making a strong display all along the edge the marsh and the Glasswort, widely distributed in the marsh, turning a glowing red. In the upland, Asters are in bloom including the very pretty blue ones as well as a couple of different white ones (and the inevitable Montauk Daisies, which are escaping their garden plantings).

A few days ago, at the Quogue Refuge, I was challenged by someone who complained that I would mention all these good or interesting birds but no one go see them since it was all on private property. But this is not true. First of all, I have had many guests coming to visit and some of them have had very good luck in finding birds. Additionally, I should mention that the entire southern half of the property has a conservation easement and, as the Samuel & Frances K. Salzman Preserve, is open to the public. It can be reached via the southern (or southeastern) leg of Randall Lane in East Quogue; there is a right-of-way which is the continuation of this leg and, as soon as you get inside the property, there is a sign marking the main trail. Alas, the town no longer maintains the trail but, even in its overgrown state, it is passable and leads eventually to the head of the marsh. The property, including the beach portion at the mouth of Weesuck Creek and the main marsh, can also be accessed from the town property at the end of Bay Avenue.

Eric Salzman

Friday, October 5, 2012

Where are the fogs of yesteryear?


A couple of weeks ago there was a piece on the editorial page of the New York Times bemoaning the disappearance of autumn fogs. Well, that editorialist can find the autumn fogs of yesteryear right out here. We've had some serious fogging this week. It doesn't make the birding any easier but the birds seem to manage. The most startling moment came yesterday morning when several dozen Carduelis finches suddenly appeared out of the fog in two or three discreet flocks and, after wheeling about a bit, landed in bunches on two or three tree-tops and, after shuffling up and back, took off and disappeared into the fog. The neat thing about these flocks is that they were mostly made up of Pine Siskins -- perhaps 75%. It seems as though the Pine Siskins now outnumber the Am Goldfinches!

There have been other good birds around. Philadelphia Vireo again this morning -- a different bird from the last one (I think) with a whiter belly but with the classic green back, gray head, eyeliner, yellow throat and yellow undertail. And another Olive-sided Flycatcher yesterday morning fly catching from a high perch near the head of the marsh.

Also: Royal Tern, Great Blue Heron, Great Egret, Belted Kingfisher, Lesser Yellowlegs, Northern Flicker, Hairy, Downy and Red-bellied Woodpeckers, Eastern Phoebe, two Brown Thrashers, Ruby-crowned Kinglet, Red-breasted Nuthatch, Common Yellowthroat, Yellow-rumped Warbler, Swamp Sparrow.

On Tuesday, Derek Rogers of the Nature Conservancy in the Zoe de Ropp Sanctuary across the creek compiled a list of almost the same species plus two marsh species that I missed over here: Marsh Wren and a beautiful 'Sharptail' Sparrow (see Derek's photos) which, in spite of the strong breast streaks, he identifies as Nelson's. Note that the orange on the malar is the same color as the orange on the breast and also that the orange breast is very sharply defined, both features pointing to Nelson's (rather than Saltmarsh). I see Marsh Wren regularly but I haven't seen a Nelson's Sparrow in a couple of years. On the other hand, the Pine Neck (de Ropp Sanctuary) marsh is much bigger than our marsh.

Eric Salzman

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Siskins @ Shinnecock, Monarchs @ Mecox

Strolling along the edge-of-marsh trail at c. 7:30 am; a calm, quiet morning. Outside of the dependable singing Carolina Wrens, there's nothing doing. Suddenly 5 or 6 dozen Goldfinches jump up into the air and take off in a flutter. Except that this Charm of Goldfinches is more than Goldfinches. Amidst the Goldfinch calls, there is something different -- buzzier, lower, less sweet. About a dozen birds separate themselves from the main body of goldfinchiness and wheel around heading for the big Tupelo at the head of the marsh. I can actually see the yellow wing markings, streaky breasts and little sharp bills that mark them as Pine Siskins.

In the same area, there was a group of four Ruby-crowned Kinglets working in the shrubbery with Eastern Phoebe, Swamp Sparrows, Common Yellowthroat, Yellow-rumped Warblers, Eastern Towhee, Brown Thrasher and a female-plumaged Scarlet Tanager not far away. A Merlin came zipping across the creek and marsh -- perhaps heading for the Goldfinches; this has been the most common raptor seen to date. 

Along with milder weather, there has been an increase in the movement of Monarchs. While they are quite regular on this side of Shinnecock, the big numbers are out on Dune Road. This photograph was taken by Ellen Stahl yesterday evening at Mecox, one of the best gathering places for these butterflies in their fall migration.

Eric Salzman

Monday, October 1, 2012

Greetings to October

A beautiful clear fall morning provided a fine greeting for the month of October. So did the Goldfinches, still working the marsh edge in considerable numbers. Strikingly, one of them turned out to be heavily striped with a rather sharp-looking bill. A Pine Siskin! And then, a bit later in the morning, the one Pine Siskin metamorphosed into a flock of a dozen or more birds!! An October greeting indeed!!!

A small flock of Yellow-rumped Warblers also came in with a few other things in tow -- notably a handsome Blue-headed Vireo. There were also some other warblers but most of them were zipping around and staying quite high. I picked out at least two Blackpolls in their (always confusing) fall plumage.

Last call for "Birds of Peru". This evening at 7:15 pm, I'm doing an illustrated program on an adventure from the Peruvian coast to Cusco and then down the Manu Road and the Mother of God River (Madre de Dios) into the gigantic Manu Biosphere Reserve, one of the wildest places still remaining on the earth. I call it Penguins to Parrots and if you come by, you'll find out why. The event is at the Quogue Wildlife Refuge and it is sponsored by ELIAS, the Eastern Long Island Audubon Society. But you don't have to be a member of anything to get in; the public is welcome.

Eric Salzman

Sunday, September 30, 2012

another rail call and "Birding Manu"

Another early-morning rail call in the marsh -- this one quite different and probably due to a different species (I would guess Virginia Rail this time). In the spotted thrush department: a Swainson's Thrush. Also there are at least two Brown Thrashers around (okay, I know they're mimids, not thrushes, but they are spotted).

As I mentioned yesterday, I'm doing an illustrated talk on birds of Peru tomorrow evening, Monday, October 1st, at 7:15 at the Quogue Wildlife Refuge (for Eastern LI Audubon). It's called "Birding Manu" because it largely concerns a trip from arid heights of the Andes down to the Amazonian rainforest on the Mother of God River -- all on or on the edge of the magnificent Manu National Park! The "penguins to parrots" subtitle is justified because the first (and last) day of the trip was on the coast. You don't have to be a member of either ELIAS or the Refuge; the public is invited (to the talk, that is).

Eric Salzman

Saturday, September 29, 2012

from Perguins to Parrots -- birding Peru

On Monday, I'm giving an illustrated talk for the Eastern Long Island Audubon Society (ELIAS) at the Quogue Refuge (7:15 pm) on "Birding Manu" -- mainly about birding in the huge Peruvian park which extends from the top of the Andes near Cuzco down into the Amazon rain forest. After a day on the Peruvian coast, the trip follows a dirt road that winds down the mountains from the arid upper slopes through dense cloud and rain forest and eventually ends at the Madre de Dios -- the Mother of God River! From here on, transportation is by boat or on foot with stops at the Cock of the Rock, Amazonia and Manu Wildlife Lodges. Open to the public!

Eric Salzman

Friday, September 28, 2012

yesterday was even better than I thought

Thursday was even a better day than yesterday's post ("hurricane ecology") might have indicated. After the post went out, Derek Rogers of the Nature Conservancy came over; he had been over at the Pine Neck preserve (directly opposite us) and wondered if he could see the Olive-sided Flycatcher from his side of the creek. I told him that it was a bit far but that, even if the chances of finding it at 5 pm in the afternoon were not great, he was welcome to stop by to look for it. Not only did we find the Olive-sided -- it was fly catching from the tip of the dead pine where Eileen Schwinn and I had originally found it on Wednesday -- but we also refound the Bald Eagle where I saw it on Wednesday: sitting on the Pine Neck Osprey nest eating something! Other birds seen on this short walk: Hairy Woodpecker, Brown Creeper, Red-breasted Nuthatch, Common Yellowthroat, Swamp Sparrow and the big Goldfinch flock with birds feeding on Pilewort and Iva fructescens (Marsh Elder) as well.

But that was not the biggest news of the day. Early yesterday morning, with heavy cloud cover extending the reign of night well into what should have been daylight, there were two calling rails in the marsh. These birds were quite well separated on opposite sides of the marsh and they were clearly calling to each other. The call was quite recognizable to me as something known as the Descending Cackle! Almost exactly 10 years ago, on October 15, 2002, I flushed Yellow Rails twice in two different parts of this marsh; in spite of the poor light I could see the white secondaries of these birds quite well. Both birds called quite distinctly as they dropped down into the marsh. I spent a lot of time searching for a recording of this call which I did not find. What I did discover however was the only true life history of this bird by one Phillip Scott Stahlheim. Stahlheim studied the biology of these elusive birds by a very simple method; he raised them in captivity! He was the one who discovered and named the Descending Cackle which he describes as a contact call; it is apparently used primarily during migration. While I can't be absolutely sure that there are no other rail species that use this call (I sloshed around the marsh, this time in vain, trying to flush something), I think it is quite likely that this shyest of birds was here once again. Right call and, give or take a couple of weeks, right time of year.

Eric Salzman

Thursday, September 27, 2012

hurricane ecology

Bob Adamo came over this morning to look for the Philadelphia Vireo. We didn't find it but there was a quite a bit of bird activity, most of it concentrated at the head of the marsh. There is a flock of at least 50-60 American Goldfinches there and they appear to be feeding mainly on the Pilewort (Erechtites hieracifolia) which has sprung up all over the place in the wake of the devastation cause by last fall's hurricane (one of the alternate names for this plant is Fireweed but I now call it Hurricane Weed). The tiny seeds of this plant are attached to feathery plumes that are similar to the bird's favorite thistles. So there is a connection between Hurricane Irene and the current prevalence of goldfinches! I can take this one step further. There were two Merlins hunting amidst the goldfinches this morning -- no doubt attracted by the flock. At one point, the Merlins literally crossed paths -- one flying up the marsh and the other down. So hurricanes breed Merlins as well!

Also seen: an intriguing Empidonax with buffy wing bars working high in the woodland canopy surrounding the upper marsh; it was either an Acadian or a Yellow-bellied Flycatcher (the Empids most likely to be seen high up). The Olive-sided Flycatcher was seen for the second day in a row, hunting from high, exposed perches around the edge of the upper marsh area. Other birds seen for the second day in a row were Brown Creeper, Swamp Sparrow and Common Yellowthroat.

There's one mystery bird around: a rather large sparrowy type bird which is strikingly reddish in its plumage. Perhaps it is a Fox Sparrow but it does not appear to have the heavy reddish streaking/spotting on the upper breast that the Eastern or Taiga Fox Sparrow normally shows. I plan to search for it again and hope to get a better look.

Eric Salzman

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

out of the north

Eileen Schwinn came over this morning to help try and relocate some of yesterday's good birds (or find some new ones). The change in weather with strong, warm southwest winds was not promising. No Bald Eagles and no signs of a morning flight at all; in fact the first run along the edge of the marsh and the woods was extremely quiet. Further on, at the head of the marsh and beyond there were a few Am Goldfinches and Catbirds feeding on the Porcelain Berries which have spread all over the place in the wake of last fall's hurricane. And that was it . . . except that, all of a sudden, not one but two Brown Creepers appeared, the first of the season!

Nor was that the end of it. On the path to the water on the north side of the property, a stocky pewee type flycatcher was fly catching from a perch at the tip of a dead pine above the canopy. This bird, with its striking dark open vest, large size, short tail, heavy build, and large eye, was an Olive-sided Flycatcher, the northernmost of the widespread pewees (the alternate name for this bird is Boreal Pewee). I didn't see any sign of the white tufts that it sometimes shows but these are often hidden. I thought that this was a new bird for the place but I found a record of a spring migrant here in May, 2007. I'll settle for a first fall record.

We also refound the Philadelphia Vireo which was hanging with two Red-eyed Vireos in or near what appeared to be the same Chickadee flock. While the Chickadees and Red-breasted Nuthatches mainly work the pines and cedars, the vireos (both flavors) stick to the oaks and hickories (as does the White-breasted Nuthatch, also present). We did eventually lose the Philadelphia Vireo however and, when Mike Higgiston arrived to look for it, it was nowhere to be seen. By the way, just as the Olive-sided is the northernmost pewee, the Philadelphia is the northernmost vireo; not surprisingly, both are champion migrators!

Eric Salzman

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

two good birds (a big one and a little one)

The migration wave that was supposed to hit our shores yesterday (and didn't -- at least not at Montauk or East Quogue) arrived here this morning. It wasn't huge but the birds were mostly new for the season and they were clustered between the marsh and the east-facing woods -- the usual landing spot for incoming passerines. This small flight included some of the notable birds of autumn: Yellow-rumped Warbler, Western Palm Warbler (the brown version not the Yellow Palm previously seen), Common Yellowthroats (missing for the past few days so these were probably new arrivals), immature Eastern Phoebes (earlier Phoebes were adults) and Swamp Sparrows.

There were also two really first-class birds, a big one and a little charmer. The most stunning sight of the morning was the silhouette -- outlined against the rising sun -- of what could have only been an eagle being chased down the creek by an Osprey. Now the Osprey is a pretty big bird but it looked puny next to the eagle! The bigger bird wheeled at the tip of Pine Neck and disappeared around the corner. It ended up sitting on the now empty Pine Neck Osprey nest where it Bald Eagleness was clearly in evidence for the rest of the morning and well into the afternoon. Do Bald Eagles commandeer old Osprey nests for their own purposes?

The other bird was a Philadelphia Vireo in its attractive fall plumage -- bright yellow on the undertail coverts and very bright yellow on the throat and breast, fading out on the belly. It had the typical vireo white eyebrow beneath a gray cap shading off to olive-gray on the back with just a trace of a wingbar. I'm not sure if this bird came in on the morning flight or not; I found it later in the day when it was moving through the woods with a small flock of B-c Chickadees and feeding vigorous in the oaks and hickories. It's not a bird I see very often; the last one I saw here was nine years ago almost to the day (September 26, 2003).

Eric Salzman

Monday, September 24, 2012

a clutch and a cudgel

The weather patterns looked so promising yesterday that the SOFO top brass organized a trip to Montauk this morning to watch the migrants coming in. I  seriously considered going along but eventually decided not to go (it would have meant getting up at 5 am and we were out last night). In any case, if there was going to be a wave of migrants coming into Long Island, I wanted to be able to see it right here on Weesuck Creek in East Quogue.

Except there wasn't any. No wave at all. Lots of finches and Song Sparrows in the upper parts of the marsh, an American Redstart, a couple of Red-eyed Vireos, a Ruby-crowned Kinglet, lots of Red-breasted Nuthatches and a few White-breasted -- but they've all been here regularly in the past week or two.

I did find a clutch of crows down by the pond acting as though they were looking for trouble. They seem to like to gather there and I notice that there are holes in the pine duff, possibly made by the crows. I suspect the crows (and not Flickers which also make holes in the ground to find ants) are responsible and they often leave other traces of their presence behind. One of the crows had a small piece of vegetation in its beak and was flying around as though challenging the other crows to take it from him (or her). Another crow had a wooden stick with which it was apparently playing; it would hold it down with its talons against the branch on which it was standing and peck at it with its beak. Was there something to eat on this stick? Not likely. He (or she) would then pick it up in triumph in its beak, holding it straight out (not crosswise) by the knobby handle which he had seemingly created. A crow cudgel? Perhaps, but when the rest of the gang flew off, he dropped it and flew with the crowd. These crows are like a gang of teen-agers and they don't seem to be doing anything useful at all, just hanging out and playing games.

Eric Salzman

Sunday, September 23, 2012

Fast changes and a bird burst

Fast changes this morning. It rained last night and there was a bird burst in the morning under uncertain skies. Then it got windy with a heavy cloud cover and a few sprinkles that seemed to presage heavy weather. But it was the edge of a front pushing through. The wind shifted to the north and the skies cleared.

The bird burst was a very active large flock moving along the woods and shrubs at the edge of the marsh. This was a bird wave dominated (as in the past few days) by the finches, Gold- and House, but also including Song Sparrows and one or two female (or immature) Indigo Buntings plus Red-breasted Nuthatches, a couple of Pine Warblers, Red-eyed Vireos, a Mockingbird, Mourning Doves, Downy and Red-bellied Woodpeckers, a Black-capped Chickadee or two. Unlike yesterday, there were hardly any Catbirds and virtually no Blue Jays or Robins to be seen.

With the change in the wind, I thought there might be hawks but my hawk-watching seat by the pond produced exactly one Osprey. Low tide in the pond attracted Green and Great Blue Herons (the smallest and the biggest of the herons) and a Greater Yellowlegs. I also got to see something that I hardly ever see: a Belted Kingfish catching a fish. A male Kingfisher landed on a dead stub and apparently, blocked by vegetation, he did not see me sitting close by. His attention was fixed on the pond. He dove into the water more or less in front of me, came out with a fish in his beak and flew back to his perch. I could watch him jiggling the fish in his beak to face his gullet so he could gulp it down. And gulp it down he did.

Eric Salzman

Saturday, September 22, 2012

bird waves

I watched two good-sized flock of birds come in this morning. The first one, mostly in suburban vegetation on Weesuck Avenue, consisted almost entirely of common birds but in very high numbers: Gray Catbirds, Blue Jays, American Robins, Black-capped Chickadees and Song Sparrows all over the place plus a Winter Wren, a few Red-eyed Vireos, two young Baltimore Orioles, one or two White-breasted Nuthatches and a Northern Mockingbird. To what extent a wave like this consists of migrants from afar, birds from the area flocking up and/or local birds opportunistically joining in is impossible to say -- possibly a mixture of all three. But just because certain species are common and even year-rounders doesn't mean they aren't part of fall migration.

The second flock was in the Pitch Pines and adjacent vegetation between the house and the pond and was dominated by noisy Black-capped Chickadees and a number of Red-breasted Nuthatches but also included Red-eyed Vireo and Pine Warbler. Although most of them were high, there were a few birds lower down that seemed to be along for the ride: several active Eastern Phoebes and an extreme tail-wagger, the Palm Warbler. The latter was a specimen of the handsome Palm -- yellow all the way down to the undertail coverts and in striking contrast to the Pine Warbler which showed no yellow at all but a strikingly prominent eye ring. The Yellow Palm is the Eastern subspecies and it is supposed to migrate later than the very different Western Palm Warbler but this is the second one that I've seen this season.

Oh, yes, Happy Fall!

Eric Salzman

Friday, September 21, 2012

crossing the creek

In addition to the finches (Gold- and House), there are an extraordinary number of Blue Jays around, some of which at least must have come from elsewhere. There were numbers of Song Sparrows all along the edge of the marsh this morning although these birds had given up their territorial claims  weeks ago. Northern Flickers have been noticeably active and even seem to outnumber the Red-bellied Woodpeckers; where are they coming from? Although these are birds that we don't ordinarily think of as migrants (and they don't go to the tropics for the winter), they in fact move around a lot, sometimes traveling along the shore in big numbers. Even the Black-capped Chickadees are known to migrate south. Unless, we band individual birds, there is no way to know if the birds we see at this time of year or in the winter are the same birds that stay to breed in the spring.

There was a nice breeze on the creek and, as the sky cleared, it looked as though it might turn into a good hawk day. It didn't happen and I ended up mostly watching a local bayman -- one of the few left -- as he made his rounds on the creek baiting his traps. There were Osprey of course -- always between two and four individuals perched or flying on the creek plus a few high flyers who were probably migrants. There were two accipters, a Cooper's and a Sharp-shinned Hawk, neither one of which would fly directly across the creek. Accipiters in general and Sharp-shinned in particular don't like to cross bodies of water and many (if not most) of them seem to move up the creek to cross over at a narrower point (we're at the mouth of the creek where it's fairly wide).

Eric Salzman

Thursday, September 20, 2012

finch feed

A Parula Warbler appeared this morning along with a Northern Waterthrush, Black-and-white Warbler, American Redstart, Common Yellowthroat and Blue-gray Gnatcatcher. Northern Mockingbirds have come over from Bay Avenue to investigate -- whatever it is that Northern Mockingbirds investigate. The reason there have been so many American Goldfinches around may be the huge number of Pileworts in seed; we don't have thistles or milkweed but we do have piles of Pilewort seeds attached to feathery plumes that are ready to be blowin' in the wind. And the Baccharis seeds, shortly to arrive, also have feathery plumes. It's all excellent finch feed.

Oh yes, Royal Terns on the creek and at least one Green Heron still in the area.

Eric Salzman

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Our own Loch Ness Monster

The Loch Ness Monster that suddenly popped up on the pond this morning under my nose really startled me. It quickly took off; it was only a Double-crested Cormorant but it looked huge. I don't often see one that close. How did it get in the pond? It was high tide and it must have been swimming underwater; there are snappers and other fish that come into the pond at high tide. Apparently cormorants can swim good distances underwater. It must have entered the pond underwater; I never saw it dive.

The change in weather last night (high winds followed by some rain overnight) did not come in time to spark a big movement of birds last night but there were a few migrants around: American Redstart, Black-and-white Warbler, Common Yellowthroat, a Traill's-type flycatcher with a narrow eyering (probably a Willow) and, most impressively, a big accipiter in immature plumage sitting quietly in a tree just off the outer trail. It only flew at the very last minute when I was almost upon it. It was a Cooper's on size alone but the ID was confirmed by the squarish head, the amount of white below and the rounded tail. Sometimes you really can tell, especially if you can get that close. As with the cormorant, I don't usually get that close to big raptors.

A good-sized dragonfly with a yellow tapered abdomen, clear wings and a strong, persistent flight at ankle level was zipping around the banks of the pond. It was probably a Wandering Glider, reputed to be the world's most widely distributed dragonfly. I waited patiently for it to perch but it never stopped gliding and eventually disappeared.

Eric Salzman

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Warm, overcast and stormy with strong southerly winds. Everything on land was hunkered down but the gulls and Osprey were soaring. There were Royal Terns coming in on the wind. Also a small group of Lesser Yellowlegs coming up the creek, calling (a --,-- pattern) and showing their short bills quite clearly.

Kevin McAllister, the Peconic Baykeeper himself, held a public press conference this morning at the Quogue Wildlife Refuge and, together with some other distinguished speakers -- politicians, legal eagles, a local bayman and someone from the Shinnecock Nation -- laid out both the dimensions of the need and a plan of action. Water is everything out here; it's above us, below us and all around us and we owe everything to it. Without clean water there would be no tourism and all property values would plummet. No fish, no shellfish, no birds, no boating, no swimming, no...well you get the picture. And yet we are letting our ground water as well as our fresh and salt waters be poisoned and polluted by overdevelopment, outdated septic systems, poison spraying for mosquitos, lax enforcement or no enforcement of existing codes, etc. etc. The result: groundwater pollution that leaches right through our sandy soil and into the bays causing brown tides, red tides, algae growth oxygen depletion, you name it. Check out the Baykeeper website and give them as much support as you can!

Eric Salzman

Monday, September 17, 2012

Sex at high tide

The female Baccharis halmifolia or Groundsel or High Tide Bush, one of the two common shrubs at the edge of the marsh, are in bloom right now. Yes, I did write 'female'; Baccharis is one of those plants that has males and females and the female pistillate flowers are small whiteish blossoms that cover the bush. They may not constitute a dramatic floral display but they are attractive to the Monarch butterflies that have been coming in at an increasing rate. If I scan the Groundsel Bushes in bloom, I'll see Monarchs.

When I first came down to the pond and marsh this morning, it appeared that there was a whole flock of Eastern Phoebes hunting from elevated perches at the edge of the marsh but it turned out to be only two or three very active birds plus an Eastern Wood-Pewee. There were warblers -- Yellows and Prairies --but, surprisingly, no Yellowthroats (even if I don't see 'em, I can usually hear 'em). Once again there were a number of Red-eyed Vireos and I saw another Ruby-crowned Kinglet, proving (at least to me) that yesterday's sighting was not an illusion.

Eric Salzman

Sunday, September 16, 2012

northerners and a southerner

Another northerner appeared this morning: Ruby-crowned Kinglet joining the Red-breasted Nuthatches and Winter Wren as early birds (let's call them October birds as that's when they usually appear). Both nuthatches were present: the White-breasted was working along the woodland edge facing the marsh while the Red-breasted were in the pines with the Chickadees. A spotted thrush was with a group of Am Robins feeding on the cedar (i.e. juniper) berries on a Red Cedar; it had an eye ring but it stayed in the shadows and I couldn't see the plumage coloration; it was probably a Swainson's but could also have been a Hermit Thrush -- both northerners (although Hermit Thrush breeds on Long Island). A flock of a half dozen Red-eyed Vireos was feeding in the canopy of a couple of the taller oaks but, try as I might, I could not find any warblers or other vireos with them.

Rocky Jr. has been back up on his Pitch Pine perch for past couple of days. It's one of this raccoon's favorite daytime sleeping spots but he was awake both mornings, doing his toilette before settling down for an all-day snooze.

Butterflies are still coming in -- many Monarchs this morning. I did see another Red-banded Hairstreak this morning trapped, alas, in a spider web. This once rare southerner may be getting more numerous. Of the three hairstreaks I've been able to see well in the past few days, two of them were Red-banded.

Eric Salzman

Saturday, September 15, 2012

dueling Flickers, some butterflies and a possible Winter Wren

For the last couple of days, there has been a small, dark wren in the tangles at the head of the marsh -- the very area where Irene did most of her damage (and created great wren habitat). I am quite convinced that this is a Winter Wren and not a House Wren. Although September 14/15 is early, it is not unprecedented for this species which may have arrived together with another northerner, the Red-breasted Nuthatch.

Speaking of Red-breasted Nuthatches, there were a few in the Chickadee flock foraging in the Pitch Pines between the house and the water this morning. As the Chickadees kept up their familiar 'chick-a-dee-dee-dee', the Nuthatches kept pace with a continuous series of low, rolling, purling sounds quite different from the toy trumpet call usually associated with these birds. This vocalization, which does not seem to be mentioned in the field guides, may be a contact call similar in function to the Chickadee's 'chick-a-dee-dee-dee'.

There was some kind of elaborate contest going on between two male Northern Flickers. I watched them work their way up and down tree trucks and limbs in an extraordinary series of displays accompanied by low-pitched whimpering sounds. They would point their beaks upward, flick their wings open (displaying the yellow undersides) and generally threaten without actually seeming to make any contact. Usually one Flicker was above the other, facing downward, while the lower bird would indulge in all sorts of wing and tail flashes and keep advancing as if to push the other bird out of the way. The upper bird would then back up but continue to face its opponent while literally holding the upper hand. This continued for quite a while with both birds seemingly oblivious to their onlookers (initially just me but afterwards I was joined by a neighbor who came out to see what I was looking at). I gave up before they did so I don't know the outcome.

We don't have any flowering Butterfly Weed to attract butterflies but we do have Seaside Goldenrod coming into bloom and it definitely attracts. Today's lepidopterans: Gray Hairstreak on the goldenrod and -- rare for a hairstreak -- opening its wings in the sunshine to show the upper side of its wings with two orange 'eye-spots' at the base of the hindwing. A Question Mark was sunning itself on a nearby treetrunk with open and closed wings in alternation. Also a very tatty Red Admiral and a Clouded Sulphur or two in the vicinity. No sign of the Red-banded Hairstreak or the mystery skipper of a few days ago.

Eric Salzman

Friday, September 14, 2012

finches, warblers and ducks

Both American Goldfinches and House Finches -- in about equal numbers -- continued to frequent the head of the marsh this morning while a few new migrants appeared on the creek and in the so-called 'front range' -- where the woods and a row of dense shrubs face east across the pond and marsh. Three warblers: a Yellow Palm Warbler, an Ovenbird and many Common Yellowthroats. Today's flycatcher was an Eastern Phoebe. The crows found a hawk on the edge of the marsh and put up a huge fuss but by the time I could dash down to have a look it was gone. On the creek there was a flight of eight Green-winged Teal and, a bit later, two Blue-winged Teal. It might seem early for these small ducks but both species are sometime coastal nesters (both have nested on Long Island) and these might well be local birds moving around rather than long-distance travelers.

Eric Salzman

Thursday, September 13, 2012

ever see a Bronze Grackle?

The Blue Jays were back at it this morning, diving into a dense tangle next to the vines they were attacking yesterday. Once again, I couldn't find the object of their anger and, when I got too close, the jays all took off. If there's a Screech Owl in there somewhere, it's doing a very good job of staying hidden.

Most of the big flock of American Goldfinches seen in the past few days appears to have moved on. However both nuthatches, Red-breasted AND White-breasted, are here -- the Red-breasted in the pines and oaks along the edge of the marsh and the White-breasted further back from the shore moving through a semi-open area of isolated trees. Still quite a few Common Yellowthroats; these birds, immatures or females, are very curious; they respond immediately to pishing and come right out of the underbrush.

For the past couple of days, I've seen a Bronze Grackle sunning itself at the top of an evergreen. What is a 'Bronze Grackle'? Well you may ask. 'Bronze' or 'Bronzed' Grackle is the northern subspecies of the Common Grackle and it differs from its more southerly relative, the 'Purple' Grackle, in having a bronzy sheen on its back -- very noticeable on a bird sitting in full sunlight. For a brief time a number of years ago, the two forms were split into two species and, although they have been relumped, it is very easy to see the difference if the light it good. The Bronze Grackle used to be the Eastern Long Island breeding form but it was replaced by the Purple Grackle a while back -- another example of the advance of the southern fauna. But we still see the northern version of this common bird in migration and winter when it descends from its northern strongholds. Even dedicated birdwatchers don't spend a lot of time studying grackles but the difference between these two forms is worth noting!

Eric Salzman

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

an owl attack?

An extended and rather noisy attack by Blue Jays, Gray Catbirds and Tufted Titmice on a high, dense tangle of vines covering some old dead tree stumps suggested that there was an owl hiding inside but try as I might I could not find the apparent object of their fury. Could they have mistaken a knot or burl on the stump for an owl? Or were they perhaps attacking a spot where an owl had been seen in the past? Or was the owl so securely hidden inside as to be invisible from any angle?

Almost all the morning activity was again up at the head of the marsh with many 'off-plumaged' Goldfinches accompanied by a few other species: notably Baltimore Oriole, Ruby-throated Hummingbird and Common Yellowthroat. There was also a steady stream of Monarchs, a bit surprising at that rather cool early hour.

Peter Dorosh sent me the following link to a NBC news report on southern butterflies in Massachusetts:
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Two species are particularly noted, Giant Swallowtails and Fiery Skippers. This makes me wonder whether the skippers I saw yesterday (on the Rough-stemmed Goldenrod flowers along with the southern Red-banded Hairstreak) might not have been Fiery Skippers. I'll try to check it out again today.

Eric Salzman

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

flutterbys


Since my encounter with the Giant Swallowtail, I have had a number of communications about butterflies. Carl Safina reports an influx of Monarchs. Jean Held sent me a picture of another southerner, a Red-banded Hairstreak. As I sat by the pond this afternoon (hoping for hawks), I noticed an influx of Green Darner dragonflies hovering over the marsh and a steady stream of butterflies coming in from the water and flying up and over the trees -- a few Monarchs to be sure but mostly smaller insects. Eventually, I decided to try and follow the track of these butterflies which took them toward the house. Alas, most of them were overflying but a few stopped by at a stand of goldenrod -- not the Seaside Goldenrod, which is just starting to bloom, but one of the roadside varieties in a sunny spot just outside the porch. There, sitting on a golden spray along with a clutch of bees and wasps and several unidentifiable Skippers, was Jean's Red-banded Hairstreak! Yet another southerner expanding to the north!

It was another superb fall morning dominated again by Goldfinches and House Finches accompanied by House Wren, Common Yellowthroat, Great Crested Flycatcher, a few Chickadees and Titmice, Red-breasted Nuthatch and several Red-eyed Vireos. There were a fair number of swallows over Pine Neck -- hard to make out but I think they were Tree Swallows; the swallows over our side of the creek were all Banks.

There were hawks yesterday -- over Central Park! These were mostly Broad-winged Hawks which migrate in huge numbers in September but mostly inland; we hardly see any here on the South Shore (there are -- or were -- a few nesting pairs around but I've only seen one or two in migration in all these many years).

The photo is of Jean's Red-banded Hairstreak, Calycopis cecrops, virtually identical to the one that was here this afternoon (note the pattern of the red bands and the eyelets increasing in size (near the thread-like tails that account for the name 'hairstreak'), ending in a blue spot. Thank you, Jean, for alerting me to this charming little creature!

Eric Salzman

Monday, September 10, 2012

a 'hatch day not a hawk day

Today was a picture-perfect hawk day -- party cloudy, cool, dry, breezy, autumnal. I went down to the water to scan the skies. But instead of a Red-shouldered Hawk what I found was its size opposite, a Red-breasted Nuthatch; 4.5" x 8.5" instead of 20" x 40". Typically I heard the little yank-yank-yanks first and then found the 'hatch creeping along the branches of a Pitch Pine. It is the earliest of what we usually term 'winter visitors'.

Today's Goldfinch flock seemed somewhat reduced although somewhat augmented by House Finches (which seem to be recovering from their recent afflictions) and I didn't find quite the variety of warblers as yesterday -- only the regulars: N Waterthrush, Am Redstart, Common Yellowthroat, and Black-and-white. All four woodpeckers were in view including a pair of Hairies and there was a noisy Brown Thrasher. A single vireo was probably not a Red-eyed but a likely Warbling (cap same color as back, light yellow wash at the sides) but I never got a really good look.

Yesterday, in the wake of the rain, I had a Merlin. Today, only Osprey.

Eric Salzman

Sunday, September 9, 2012

a change in the weather

Last night's front marked a real change in the weather. This was the first morning in a while that I could not hear the pounding of the surf from the ocean (which is less than five miles away across the bay). By the end of the morning, the humidity had lifted, the temperature dropped and the clouds parted to reveal blue skies. In the wake of the rain, there were migrants. The flock of American Goldfinches seemed to have increased in size to several dozen -- almost all in immature or winter plumages (I saw one adult male). There were several warblers mixed in including Black-throated Green, Prairie and Ovenbird as well as American Redstart, Common Yellowthroat and Northern Waterthrush; add a Red-eyed Vireo to the list.

A pair of Northern Flickers were displaying as if in the middle of courtship. A similar anomaly involved two Belted Kingfishers at the Town Dock -- one sitting on a pole and the other on a piece of equipment nearby. They were several yards apart but literally staring each other down and one of them at least was vocalizing in a continuous low-pitched rough rattle only occasionally varied by higher pitched interjections, possibly by the other bird. The bird facing me and apparently making most of the noise was a male and I thought it was going to chase off the other bird at any moment but it didn't happen that way. When the birds finally flew, they did a kind of aerial pirouette together, landing once or twice and eventually changing places so that I could see that the second bird was a female. Not agonism or antagonism but amorism. Apparently many birds (particularly residents) start their courtship in the fall.

Over the creek, a single large tern was being crowded by a trio of smaller Laughing Gulls. This barrel-chested, short-tailed tern had pale gray upper parts, dark underneath the primaries, a complete black cap (no sign of a crest) and a heavy scarlet or coral colored bill. In short, a Caspian Tern, not a Royal. It flew up the creek a ways and then back down again and out into the bay. This is only the second or third time that I've seen this species here.

Finally, as I was making my way back to the house, I heard a kind of maniacal laugh coming from the pines over the path. It wasn't difficult to find the author of this half-comical, half-threatening sound: not a Laughing Falcon but a laughing falcon nonetheless. It was a very dark, chocolate Merlin with a flat capped head, eye stripe, dark sideburns, heavily streaked on the front with a striped tail. As I circled for a better look, the bird moved two or three times to different understory perches, continuing to call, never going very far and finally landing out in the open on the big dead stub overlooking the pond. A female or immature Taiga bird and amazingly tame.

Eric Salzman

Saturday, September 8, 2012

Catch of the Day

Catch of the Day: an immature Hooded Warbler at the junction of the old right of way and the entrance to the Samuel & Frances Salzman Preserve: a chunky, big-headed bird, uniformly yellow underneath, olive above with a distinct hooded pattern around a black eye and a yellow face, constant tail flicking showing white outer tail feathers and a fairly constant chip note that somehow sounded both flat and sharp (in the common, not musical, sense of those words).

The familiar warblers were also present: Common Yellowthroat, Northern Waterthrush and American Redstart.

And all the usual herons were also present this morning: Great Blue, Green, Yellow-crowned Night-Heron and Great Egret as well as the resident female Belted Kingfisher. It's odd, but the supposedly less common Yellow-crowned Night-Heron is a homey -- I see it almost every day at low tide -- while the Black-crowned seems to visit but rarely these days.

Eric Salzman

Friday, September 7, 2012

spider webs, Pilewort seedheads and a Stinkhorn


Images for the previous post (Pilewort in seed, sheet spider web & Stinkhorn)
















spider webs, Pilewort seedheads and a Stinkhorn

A spider web morning.

When the air is full of moisture on a foggy morning, it suddenly becomes apparent how many spiders there are. The fog literally paints the spider webs white and they are suddenly revealed all through the marsh and into the upland areas -- orb webs, big and small, wherever they can be suspended between plants, and other kinds of webs as well (the web shown in the photo is a sheet web).


But also a Pilewort morning.

These plants, souvenirs of Hurricane Irene last fall, have been coming up everywhere where the vegetation was cleared by Irene or its powerful high high tides. Erechtites hieracifolia is in the daisy family but you'd hardly know it. This rough hardy plant, also known as Fireweed (I prefer to call it Hurricane Weed), bears its flowers in the form of candelabra with flowers that take the form of purplish tubes but never actually open. Instead the outer layers peel off and the seed heads puff out like dandelion heads. There are whole thickets of these things like giant ogre dandelions (most of the plants are between 5 and 6 feet high); Photo #2 shows a Pilewort thicket surrounding the overgrown entrance to the Samuel and Frances Salzman Preserve (note the sign).


And a weird mushroom morning as well.

The third photograph shows one of the phallic stinkhorn mushrooms, probably Mutinus elegans, poking through the leaf itter. You can see the smelly, sticky stuff that attracts insects (which distribute the spores) at the top.

Birds? Yes there were some. A female (or immature) Indigo Bunting was a smallish brown bird with a thick bill but otherwise no obvious field marks (that's it main field mark). This morning's flycatcher was an Eastern Wood-pewee -- like a Willow Flycatcher with a touch of an eye-ring but a little larger with buffy wing bars, a clear whitish throat, a vest on the breast and no tail wagging. The Pewee was hanging with the flock of American Goldfinches which were still in the Tupelos at the head of the marsh and accompanied by an American Redstart, Common Yellowthroat, Catbirds, Titmice, and a Chickadee or two.

Eric Salzman

Thursday, September 6, 2012

The Giant Swallowtails are Coming! Red-banded Hairstreaks too!


There has been a lot of correspondence going on about the Giant Swallowtail. Mike Gochfeld confirms Rick Cech's observation that there is a Giant Swallowtail invasion taking place and he says that it began three or four years ago and that he's already had two in his New Jersey yard. Rick and Linda Kedenburg report seeing them in southern Vermont. Jean Held sends me a picture of what she calls "my southerner" -- a Red-banded Hairstreak, Calycopis cecrops, another southerner making its way northward (see attached photo). I used to see hairstreaks nectaring on Butterfly Weed but these flowers are now shaded out and the hairstreaks have become hard to find.

I did find a good warbler this morning: a fall-plumaged Tennessee Warbler, probably an immature (yellow underneath, brightest on the breast, faintly yellow on the undertail). It was in a feeding flock at the head of the marsh (mostly in the Tupelos) led, not by Chickadees or Titmice, but by a dozen or more American Goldfinches, all in female or juvenal plumage. Also in view: Northern Waterthrush, Black-and-white Warbler, Downy and Red-bellied Woodpeckers, Catbirds, Robins, Blue Jays, and others.

Eric Salzman

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Papilo cresphontes!


As I wrote in yesterday's post "Black Swallowtail it was." Except that it wasn't.

Sunday night, as we were eating dinner, a huge 'moth' came flitting to a light just outside the kitchen window. I tried to pin it down as some kind of silk moth but, embarrassingly enough, it wasn't a moth at all (moth antennae are quite different) but a swallow-tailed butterfly. I managed to photograph it but then couldn't download it to my computer. When I finally managed to overcome the problem, I attached the photo to a post identifying it as a Black Swallowtail, Papilio polyxenes. Which it wasn't. Lorna was the first to point out that it didn't look like a Black Swallowtail and now I have a raft of e-mails telling me that it was something a lot more extraordinary: a Giant Swallowtail, the largest butterfly north of the Rio Grande and a wow of an insect!

Giant Swallowtail, Papilio cresphontes, is a spectacular creature. I've never seen it before and I'm amazed that it even occurs on Long Island; its larval foodplants are members of the citrus family. The sheer size and the brown background color -- neither obvious in the photo but both seen on the live insect -- should have been a giveaway. There are other good field marks that can be seen in the picture: the yellow band across the center of the forewing (forming a triangle with the yellow band on the lower wing), the yellow dot on the tails (what looks like a second swallowtail is the shadow from the light above); also, the pattern near the tip of the forewing with graduated yellow marks of different sizes.

What's it doing here? Steve Biasetti congratulated me on finding one -- but I didn't find it, it found me! According to Rick Cech, this normally southern species has 'invaded' our area from its normally southern home base. I still don't think it's very common and, unless I'm mistaken most of the sightings this year have been in the NYC area or Hudson Valley but not Eastern LI.

Another example of a southern species expanding its range northward? Of course, this doesn't explain its appearance well after dark, attracted to the nightlight like a giant moth. That in itself is unusual for a butterfly (although apparently not unknown).

Any southern birds around? In fact, there has been a steady increase in southern species reaching these shores and often staying to breed. The most spectacular examples of the past few years are the Blue Grosbeaks in the Calverton/Manorville area and the vultures -- Turkey and Black -- that invaded ELI in 2008 (Turkey Vultures are breeding; the situation with Black Vulture is less clear). Currently, Royal and Forster's Terns from the south are fishing our bays and estuaries (while our breeding terns have mostly skeddadled, at least from their breeding sites). There should be northern birds coming through as well but all I could find this morning was a lonely Redstart and a couple of N. Waterthrushes. It seemed as though most of the birds have moved away from the shore as if they were expecting a hurricane to blow in on the heavy, humid southeast winds. The highlight of the morning was the sight of a couple of young American Goldfinches begging for food from their mother, a confirmation of the notion that this species is both local and late as a breeder.

Eric Salzman

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

a false moth, a trespassing Kingfisher and false buckwheat


Night before last we were all sitting at dinner table in the kitchen when all of sudden Lorna shouted "What's that?" A huge moth -- dark with rows of light spots across the wings -- was fluttering around the exterior light just outside the kitchen window. Everybody jumped and then we all rushed to the window to get a good look. I grabbed the new Peterson moth book but I couldn't find anything like it. The rest of the family had a simple explanation: it was a butterfly, not a moth! How embarrassing! What was a Black Swallowtail doing on our windowsill in the dark of night? Or, more accurately, in the light of the nightlight? As my daughter Eva said, "butterflies have to be somewhere at night". Black Swallowtail it was.

The local female Belted Kingfisher was seated on a dead stump overlooking the pond yesterday morning -- it's one of her favorite spots -- when another Kingfisher came ambling along. Her mate? Not a chance. In a state of righteous indignation accompanied by the loudest kingfisher rattles she could muster, our local heroine vaulted off her post and took off after the intruder, chasing it all the way up the creek until they were both lost to view. Five minutes later, the creek cleared of trespassers, she was back on her original post.

The showiest of the current bloomers are the four-petaled Clematis virginiana vines climbing all over everything in a lot of places (a plant with some lovely common names including Devil's Darning Needles, Devil's Hair, Love Vine, Traveller's Joy and Virgin's Bower). Also pretty showy but easily overlooked because they have a dandelion-like look: Maryland Golden-Aster (we used to have Sickle-leaved Golden-Aster as well but they seem to have been shaded out). The Saltmarsh Asters, with many small white or lilac colored flower, are all over the marsh and the Evening Primrose are in their prime. You have to look hard to find some of the other late summer wildflowers: Horseweed with its tiny tiny flowers that never open, the strange Enchanter's Nightshade also with tiny flowers, at least one of the plebian Smartweeds, as well as a vine with reddish stems, arrowhead-shaped leaves and greenish flowers coming out of the leaf axils. Climbing False Buckwheat perhaps?

Eric Salzman

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Fish are jumpin'

The creek was full of jumpin' fish yesterday midday at high tide. Some of these fish really leap way up out of the water. What accounts for the late-summer Great Fish Fly? The Snappers (baby Bluefish) are in and the usual explanation is that the jumping fish are trying to escape the Snappers' voracious appetite. Except that the jumping fish themselves look like Snappers. Are the Snappers cannabilistic? There's no doubt that they are well named; they will snap at anything -- a bit of whitebait, a bare hook, a lure, a finger.

An expedition to the nearby Town Dock on the rising tide by daughters Eva and Stephanie and granddaughter Juliette produced a catch of no less than 16 good-sized fish -- many of them caught with absurdly inadequate equipment. You don't need fancy fishing gear to land the Blue Snappers at this time of the year.

We had stuffed clams last nght; broiled Snappers tonight.

Yellow-crowned Night Heron reappeared this morning after an absence of a week or two. Yellow-billed Night-Herons were regular low-tide visitors to the pond in the spring and summer, often accompanied by an immature or two, but they has not been around for the past week or two. This morning's visitor was accompanied by two Green Herons with calling Royal Terns and the dependable rattling Kingfisher on the creek.

Eric Salzman