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I have journeyed far and wide to bird, awestruck in national parks, windswept on top of mountains, mosquito-bitten in mangrove swamps, and more. But sometimes, like this month, I  haven’t been able to get anywhere with the express intent of birding and birding alone. As a result, I have turned to a local pond I pass every day on the way to work.

Ecologically, it’s not much. The pond is probably there for storm-water purposes, and is sandwiched between a giant parking lot and US-98 (a four lane highway). However, the pond is located on a barrier island along Florida’s Panhandle. Despite its less-than-beautiful surroundings, there are always birds there.

This month it has been mostly wintering birds. I slow down as I drive by (probably infuriating the commuters behind me), craning my neck to catch a glimpse of which avian species are making up the feathered assemblage.

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American Coot

In the colder part of the year, American Coots are almost always feeding in the short grass at the shore, while two or three Pied-billed Grebes dive beneath the surface of the water. Lately, a Snowy Egret, Great Egret, and Great Blue Heron have also been prowling the edge. Double-crested Cormorants dry their wings on raised debris in the center of the pond, while Common Loons swim slowly from end to end. Every day brings a different eyeful, and when I reach work a few moments later I have already gotten at least a small dose of daily birding.

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US-98 and the pond on the other side

As the seasons shift, so will the birds. I haven’t experienced a spring here yet on Okaloosa Island, but I know summer will bring more Laughing Gulls to the pond; the coots, grebes, and loons will leave; the herons and egrets remain, adding Green and Yellow-crowned Night Herons to their ranks.

Perhaps it is not great habitat, but the pond remains habitat nonetheless. It’s a testament to the resilience of these species, and as a birder I appreciate them every day.

Written by Erika Zambello
Erika is a writer, artist, and communications specialist living and birding in North Florida. Growing up in Maine, she spent summers swimming in chilly Atlantic Ocean waters, hiking fir-covered mountains, and rock-hopping within clear-running streams filled with trout. Quickly falling in love with the natural world, she has been hooked on outdoor exploration ever since. She has written for BirdWatching Daily, National Geographic Adventure, National Parks Traveler, the Maine Sportsman, the Florida Sportsman, and more.