After work on Friday I decided to stop at Strack Pond at the western edge of Forest Park, where wood-warblers had been around in numbers recently. Upon my arrival I ran into Danny Melore and Andrew Baksh, both of whom were impressed by the variety of wood-warblers around, which were feeding on the abundant insect life. (Something must have hatched though none of us knew exactly what the little bugs flying around were.)

Danny let us know about a bird he had earlier that he was convinced was a Connecticut Warbler, something I teased him about because he has never seen one and it was fun to tell him that he actually had a Nashville Warbler, of which there were at least two in the park. We were having a grand old time, seeing Magnolia Warbler, Black-throated Blue Warbler, Ruby-crowned Kinglets, Blue-headed Vireo, and a bunch of other birds. As tends to happen when several birders are looking at a variety of birds we got split up. I eventually headed back up the hill towards the road where I saw Andrew crouched down like a commando peering intently into the brush. He had something good and I slowly and carefully made my way to his vantage point where he let me know that he had just had a Connecticut Warbler and was hoping it was going to come back to the same spot.

Of course, I started letting him have the Nashville Warbler treatment, especially when, moments later, a Nashville Warbler popped up right where Andrew claimed he had the Connecticut Warbler. But Andrew stayed steadfast and, knowing Andrew, it was highly unlikely that he was going to confuse the two eye-ringed species. So I waited with him and, sure enough, out of the thick brush walked a Connecticut Warbler. We even managed to get Danny on the bird, which was as cooperative as a Connecticut Warbler can ever be.

Connecticut Warbler at Strack Pond

Considering that the image at the top of the post is what would usually be called a “good” look at a Connecticut Warbler this look was astounding.

For whatever reason this skulky species sometimes spawns an individual who refuses to conform to the norm of driving birders nuts with lousy looks. See, for example, this post from 2008 when a bird in Central Park delighted birders or this post, from earlier this week, which casually mentions one that I found wandering in the grass at Madison Square Park. Why? Why would a bird that normally gives only partial views of itself as it navigates through thick plant life sometimes be willing to be out in the open? It’s almost understandable when such a bird is in a tiny park like Madison Square Park, where in order to get enough space to forage birds are essentially forced to go onto the lawn. But this bird at Strack Pond had plenty of room to move and yet it walked out onto the paved path right in front of Andrew and me!

Connecticut Warbler at Strack pond between leaves

Here it comes! Right out onto the path!

Connecticut Warbler at Strack Pond on path

This is just an absurd situation for a Connecticut Warbler to be in.

Even better, a bunch of other birders showed up and each and every one of them was treated to the Connecticut Warbler show. It was pretty awesome that so many people got this bird as their lifer. What’s next? A Band-rumped Storm-Petrel giving up on the ocean and flying in to my bathtub?

Connecticut Warbler walking out

Good luck, little warbler! May your non-skulking ways not get you killed!

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Written by Corey
Corey is a New Yorker who lived most of his life in upstate New York but has lived in Queens since 2008. He's only been birding since 2005 but has garnered a respectable life list by birding whenever he wasn't working as a union representative or spending time with his family. He lives in Forest Hills with Daisy and Desmond Shearwater. His bird photographs have appeared on the Today Show, in Birding, Living Bird Magazine, Bird Watcher's Digest, and many other fine publications. He is also the author of the American Birding Association Field Guide to the Birds of New York.