Monday, October 22, 2018

Monhegan

Monhegan was the site of my 1st real birding excursion, coming just a few months after I picked up a pair of binoculars in December 2010 and started counting birds.  So I was quite pleased to go visit again, this time sailing from Port Clyde.  It wasn't very birdy, but it was beautiful.

coming into town on the ferry
Looking down from the top

Blackhead

Northern Gannets flew close to the rocks

nanosecond to splashdown

Greater and Lesser Yellowlegs

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plenty of gardens

view of Blackhead from the ferry as we rounded the southern tip on our return home

hooked up to a giant Bluefin Tuna

August vacation

So things happened and I stopped photographing and even looking much for birds through June and July and most of August, which is a real shame, but I had a great summer.  Towards the end of August we spent a week at an old farmhouse near Port Clyde, which is a place I had never been to.

The Barn

Looking down the mowed path from the Barn

Forested gardens

a field before the ocean

Butterfly

high tide marsh

The famous lighthouse at Port Clyde

almost certainly a Least Sandpiper

plenty of authenticity

Thursday, May 31, 2018

Keeping it Real

This is the time of year when every minute seems a gift.  Which means its not always an easy decision to go birding.  But now and then you take a break from your own drama, look around, and catch a moment of small, feathered life unfolding.

Eastern Towhees are commonplace on Cushings Island


I watched this male Least Tern wave a sand eel he'd caught for about ten minutes before the female dropped into the cup of sand beneath her and accepted his offering, allowing him to finally perch himself on her back.

Least Terns courting





Black-bellied Plover

6 Snowy Egrets and a Little Blue Heron flying back to Stratton Island for the night

My neighbor called me over and said there was a bird in her garage.  I joked it was probably something super rare...and then immediately recognized that it was a bird I'd never seen before!  I caught it by hand, and put it in a box to release in the nearby woods, and rushed to get my camera, but when we opened the box, it was empty.  There were two small holes at either end of the box, and it must have flown to the light and escaped.  I was bummed not to get a photo.  On a chance, tried playback into a likely tangle of brush.  Serendipitously, it popped back into view, already recovered from its harrowing experience with humans and munching on a caterpillar.  The light was terrible, hence the poor quality photos.

Mourning Warbler

Mourning Warbler

Thursday, May 24, 2018

3 Terns

If I was a bird, I'd hope to be a tern.


Roseate Tern

Common Tern

Least Tern

Wednesday, May 23, 2018

Leaf-Out

Many leaves are now almost full sized, and birds are getting harder to find.  I swung by Capisic for probably my last warbler outing of the spring and managed to find the two birds I still needed; Canada and Blackpoll warblers.  I'd seen both, but even a fair photo eluded me.

Canada Warbler fem.

Canada Warbler male in bad light

Blackpoll Warbler

Orchard Oriole

Baltimore Orioles are proud birds

Baltimore Oriole nest

same nest last week

Mourning Dove

Blue Jay

Blue Jays don't have a bad side

Purple Finch

Bobolink looking only halfway weird

Bobolink doing its thing

Bobolinks abounded at Great Salt Bay Preserve in Damariscotta

White-Rumped Sandpiper at Kettle Cove

deep red 

Barn Swallow...work in progress

Saturday, May 19, 2018

Field birds and Shorebirds

Bobolinks are weird birds.  Weird name, weird plumage.  Great song and style.


Bobolink

Barn Swallow, work in progress...

12" sandworm

Bonapartes Gull

Laughing Gull

Piping Plover

Great Blue Heron

GBHE in flight

Least Sandpiper

Semi-Palmated Sandpiper

SPSP in back with thicker bill, LESP in front with more delicate bill