Sunday, April 27, 2014
Yeah, so, it's been three weeks since I last blogged and I hope people are still checking this site now and then. I didn't die or anything, it just feels that way a little bit when you can't be out doing what you love, meaning birding and naturalizing and even just soaking up the spring sunshine.
It's all about to bust open, too. We spent the first part of the morning watching birds arrive in Cape May from Delaware, looking south from the dunes as egrets crossed the bay and swallows swept past. A jaeger or two hunted in the rips, some fancy looking Bonaparte's gulls passed, gannets offshore, &c. Then we poked around Cape May Point State Park, where a Prairie Warbler sang and the yellow-rumpeds thronged with Palm Warblers and looked especially sharp in their breeding plumage.
I feel as though I ought to have some conclusive remarks about a three week absence from the field. A lot changes in three weeks in April. That's about as conclusive as I've got right now, that and a commitment not to miss three weeks in spring anymore. . .
Posted by Don Freiday at 3:46 PM