A quiet morning walk was interrupted by a surprise: a brief glimpse of a warbler poking out from the underbrush with a nice complete eye-ring, a plain olive back, buffy chin and pale yellow underparts. For various reasons, I can say that this was not a Yellowthroat so the only choices left are immature Mourning and Connecticut Warblers. Yes, it was another Connecticut Warbler only steps away from where the last one appeared (it may have even been the same bird). The immature Mourning has a much weaker eye-ring and is brighter yellow underneath -- so Connecticut it is! Definitely the warbler of the year in these parts!
Not much else to report. A flight of a few Fish Crows came over the creek yesterday. I startled a Great Blue Heron out of arboreal perch, a event that happens every morning. And the morning flock of Feral Pigeons was right on time; between half a dozen and two dozen birds come over the place in precise formation every morning about a half hour after sunrise.
Eric Salzman
Friday, October 14, 2016
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