I went birding with a friend Sunday morning. Neither long nor far, but a fine day nonetheless. Spring birding is mostly about water. This is when the ducks and shorebirds come back or migrate through. Sunday morning we saw trumpeter swans, wood ducks, blue- and green-winged teal, northern shovelers, canvasbacks, buffleheads, lesser scaups, a few great blue herons, one great egret, coots, and hooded mergansers.
None of these birds are new to me, but many are new this year. After a winter of frozen lakes, it is nice to have open water and birds thereon, and to look up and see a great blue heron flying overhead.
If you think seeing a great blue heron is a rarity, you would be mistaken. Throughout most of the United States great blue herons are either year-round or summer residents. Before I started birding, I had no idea. Once I started noticing birds, though, I saw great blue herons flying overhead all the time (probably one every few weeks, which is a lot for a huge bird you didn’t even know existed in your city).
Not all of the early spring birds are in water, though. There were a lot of song sparrows about, as well as downy, hairy, and red-bellied woodpeckers. Scads and scads of robins. And a couple of show-stealers:
A most flashy eastern phoebe, hanging out ever so close, flashing its tail and being sassy, beautiful, and back for the summer.
A fox sparrow, beautiful large rufous sparrow, this one had a very gray head. I do not see fox sparrows every year (though they are not uncommon here), and to see one is always a gift.
I added 14 birds to my year list (now at 65). I was really pleased about the 14, but of course it isn’t about the numbers. It’s about getting out—out with a friend, out in nature. I’ve seen a lot of eastern phoebes, but this particular eastern phoebe heralded spring.
There’s plenty of research out there showing that interacting with nature is good for us on many levels. I have always found nature my go-to place when I am troubled (in almost every living situation I have had, there was some sort of nature sanctuary within walking distance). But nature is also a go-to place for joy. I love birding. But in a way, the birds are just an excuse.
A couple of weeks ago I went birding with a different friend. We visited a marsh that had been teaming with life just a few days ago, but a cold snap had sent them off. A frozen marsh. We didn’t see a lot of birds. We did see one great blue heron (the first I had seen of the year) beautiful and majestic and commanding awe. But mostly we were accompanied by crows. We both like crows, so we were not unhappy. The crunch of a gravel road, being out of town. Being in nature, with nature. Looking for birds. A perfect day.