One of my greatest joys is the rouse my chickadee at 6:00 a.m. in order that we can photograph birds together. The groaning, whining and “you and your confounded sunrise shots; mum, seriously, can’t we go later?” serve only to stoke my glee. I chuckled to myself when I later noticed the little “grumblin” photographing the sunrise. Kids!
We headed to Confederation Park/Van Wagner’s Beach. On our walk along the beach we encountered a lone dunlin.
Further up the beach, a snow bunting popped out from the rocks!
On the water there were a multitude of white-winged scoters. I’m sure there were other species within the throng.
We also noted red-breasted mergansers.
Closer to shore, we photographed a great black-backed gull and watched ring-billed gulls frolicking.
Suddenly I swear that I am looking at (without my glasses) and photographing a long-tailed jaeger. I did the oh-oh-oh-oh song and I’m tracking the bird and taking photographs. That was until I heard, “Mum, it’s a seagull flying with a bit of fishing line.” My turn to groan.
We ensured we did not disturb the resident great-blue heron.
The pond further up the beach is home to a group of skittish wood ducks and mallards.
These double-crested cormorants were heading west.
We left the park for cupcakes and tea at Kelly’s Bake Shoppe in Burlington. Believe it or not these ridiculously delicious cupcakes are gluten-free.
We then headed to Lasalle Marina where we got cruddy pictures of a red-breasted nuthatch and some pine siskins. These birds suddenly appeared and disappeared.
The juvenile black-crowned night heron continues on at the marina. Last week the bird was at the east end, this week we stumbled on it on the west end.
A juvenile bald eagle flew over but I was too enthralled to even get a photograph. These double-crested cormorants were quite happy that they attracted our attention.
I really like this picture.
Cruddy pictures and all we photographed three new species in one day, namely, the snow bunting, red-breasted nuthatch and the pine siskins.
Yesterday was a day off birding. As we wound our way through some back roads in Pelham (Niagara), we came upon the following: