Early this drizzly afternoon, I opened the front door to an unusual chatter of birds. And there they were--perched on bare branches of every tree around, including the big Linden next door. They seemed to gather there, and I had time to go around back with a better view of this tree and snap a few photos. Before long they were all gone.
I'm not very good at identifying birds, though I love them all. So I'm not sure if these were locals. But from this behavior it seems possible that they are migrants, either leaving here for elsewhere, or pausing here in transit. This area near Humboldt Bay is a flyway for various bird species, and February is a month some travel. Anyway, I enjoyed seeing them and especially hearing them. I miss the songbirds back in western PA.
This is also about the time that the hummingbirds chow down before they abandon the feeders fringing the back porch, usually later this month. Some leave the area (the Allen hummers) though others stay (the Anna hummers.) Even the ones that stay don't check the feeders very often if at all. I see them in the front yard, if anywhere. This year we've had our normal minimum of three regular visitors, a family that nests nearby for generations I suspect. I didn't see much of them this year. Time flies, along with the birds.
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I saw a bunch of birds on the power lines across the street this morning, too. Their side facing me was shaded by the sun so I couldn't see enough to tell what they were. When I came home, they were in our chestnut tree and the power lines on the south side of the street. I still couldn't see them well enough to identify what they were. Kinda neat, though.
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