Can the best bird of your weekend be one you didn’t see? Obviously, not seeing a desired bird can place the offender in the Worst Bird of the Weekend category. We’ve all been there, right? But search your soul… could you possibly take pleasure in a special bird like the tasty vagrant that popped up in the most unlikely place or maybe one far from home that a friend just added to the life list?
I ask because, while I don’t know Corey’s BBOTW, I do know he has been drooling uncontrollably since hearing about the Kirtland’s Warbler that turned up on Lake Ontario. Only the second known to grace New York State, this bird has all the state birders abuzz, particularly the ones too distant to chase it. To add insult to Corey’s injury, I abstained from seeking this bird out, even though it was found about an hour from my house. What can I say… I’ve already seen a Kirtland’s! Instead, the best bird of my weekend was a Northern Mockingbird. I love these effusive mimids but don’t see them all that often, so a sighting of a strutting mockingbird, wings aflare, made me smile.
How about you? What was your best bird of the weekend? Tell us in the comments section about the rarest, loveliest, or most fascinating bird you observed. If you’ve blogged about your weekend experience, you should include a link in your comment.