Spring

      One reason we leave Florida and head back to our home in New York is that we like to follow the birds as they migrate north.  May in NY is magical with so many of the most beautiful (and handsome) birds, the wood warblers among others, working their way through the state.  The combination of brilliant "definitive" plumage, vibrant song, and sparse foliage on the trees make May the premier birding season in this state.  So far, we have not been disappointed.

Rose-breasted grosbeak

     Even the birds at our feeders prove to something special in spring.  When the Kentucky Derby weekend approaches, we can always count on the radiant Rose-breasted grosbeak (photo above) to be a guest at our fruit and nut feeder.  Like clockwork, three days before the derby, there they were.....a fine pair of grosbeaks.  We watch and appreciate the sight while we can, for they will only linger for a few days before moving on. As I write this, the grosbeaks are no longer to be found here.

Chestnut-sided warbler

     Moving into the forest, the warblers are obviously the main attraction.  Listen for their songs and chip notes, watch for the movement of the leaves in the trees and train the bins on some of the most spectacular avian art you could ever imagine.  The bright yellows, blues, greens, and black and white hues are some of Mother Nature's finest work.  In trying to attract a mate or stake out some top real estate for a nest, the warblers make a spectacle of themselves.

Prairie warbler

      Look and listen closely now, however, for within the month, many of these birds will have moved on to their nesting grounds in the north.  Those which have remained behind will no longer be singing and will try to stay out of sight as they sit on their nests and try to keep their whereabouts and the location of their nests difficult for would-be predators to ascertain.

     But for now, we will seize the moment and spend each day watching and listening for this truly entertaining annual display.  And, don't forget....it's not all about warblers.  Many of the other birds will also be more vocal and more conspicuous as they enter into the rites of spring.  Normally, the Virginia rail is fairly reclusive....a tough bird to see, let alone photograph.  But several day ago, while out on the Bashakill Marsh, this fine little specimen paraded right past me as if daring me to take its picture, but more likely searching for a mate.  Spring is indeed a magical time here in the Empire State.

Virginia rail