Mid-November holds the dubious honor of being one of the most mundane birding periods imaginable in most temperate zones. Not to say, of course, that there’s no point in getting out to see birds this time of year–any day is a good day for birding. But next season’s specialties are right around the corner…
In the face of cold winds and chill rain, I decided to keep my proverbial powder dry this weekend. Anyway, how far do you really need to go when Red-bellied Woodpeckers hang out at your feeder mere feet from a picture window? Red-bellies may appear ordinary in their usual arboreal habitat but they are hulking beauties compared to most feeder birds. Despite high hopes of November rarities, this turned out to be a ho-hum weekend of birding for Corey. He got out on both mornings and saw pretty much expected species. This is probably why his Best Bird of the Weekend is simply a Northern Mockingbird that sat still in morning light.
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.
It was thrilling to watch 3,000 American Wigeons gathered together by a restored coast on the Olympic Peninsula: http://www.inaturalist.org/observations/101156225