Just now, as I plod through my morning, taking care of email chores, contemplating a digging project outdoors in the boorish weather and hoping for clear birding skies later on, I caught a glimpse of strong black & white at the tail end of a bird at the back side of my biggest feeder, when I went into the kitchen for a coffee update.
My jaw dropped. Had to be an Evening Grosbeak! I went to my office for the camera. When I got back, there was a Cardinal at the feeder. Up in the apple opposite my view was a male grosbeak. I snatched a couple of shots, then saw the female outlined against the sky, also perched in the apple tree. A couple more shots. Then everything took off in a flurry. Maybe, likely, an accipiter. Whew! And Whoopieee! I hope the alert has worn off. I’ll go back now and find out.
No big birds back yet.
Terrible photos, through the window glass, no light. So who’s looking?!
Past visits of this great species here at my home have been infrequent, to say the least, but I would rather have a view like this one from a couple of years back, in the spring:
That’s more like it! Stoked. Evening Grosbeaks are a big deal on the Vineyard and the arrival is right in line with all the PUFIs and siskins and RB Nuts that we have had this fall.
While I have your attention, I should mention that there has been a hatch year male ruby-throated hummer up in Chilmark, coming to a feeder the last few days. Things are rockin’, if your eyes are open!
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