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?!
Monsieur:
Madame:
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!
Lan
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