Ann's Bird Blog: April 2015

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Rose-Breasted Grosbeak!!

Two reports of rose-breasted grosbeaks in the area today, so I have watched my feeders for the past three hours - and just got one!! It was calmly eating sunflower seed at one of the feeders. It stayed about five minutes and moved on. I only wish I'd had my camera close by. Such a beautiful bird.

I submitted this complete checklist to eBird. The white-crowned sparrow is unusual for this time of year in this area. Thirteen species - unusual for this time of year.

Apr 28, 2015 4:30 PM - 7:30 PM
Protocol: Stationary
13 species

Mourning Dove 6
Red-bellied Woodpecker 2
Downy Woodpecker 2
Eastern Phoebe 2
Carolina Chickadee 6
Tufted Titmouse 6
Brown-headed Nuthatch 1
American Robin 10
Northern Mockingbird 1
White-crowned Sparrow 1 Scratched on the ground for about an hour. Unmistakable black and white striped head, pinkish bill
Northern Cardinal 12
Rose-breasted Grosbeak 1
House Finch 25

How This Bird-Watching Happened

I'm always a little self-conscious and reticent about telling people that I like to watch birds. Somehow that hobby conjures up pictures of little old women in khaki shorts and boots, peering through binoculars at some little spot in the woods. Maybe wearing a pith helmet.

But birdwatching is something that really brought my husband and me together in the early years of our marriage. He was a huge hunter; I had never picked up a gun. We were very different. But we discovered that we were quite a team about birdwatching - I was the bookworm about them, and he had the outdoors knowledge to pick up sounds and motion in the woods. We kept lists and watched everywhere we went. I picked up some of his extensive knowledge about wildlife. And it was fascinating.

Even after our son was born, we still could keep up with this hobby somewhat. Our home had a great shelf feeder, directly out of our second-story bedroom window, that was about fifty yards from woods and stream. So we had great variety coming directly to our house.

After moving to Mike's hometown, the hobby waned. Two children, not a good location for much variety at a feeder, not as easy to take trips, either short or long ones. So it became an occasional thing rather than a main focus.

On our trip to the northwest, fourteen years ago, we put fifteen new species on our lists and got excited about it once again. And on our recent California trip, we got a few more.

Now that our children are gone, we're intent on watching birds again. It is still bringing us together. And we don't even need khaki shorts or pith helmets.