Are there any birders out there? One of the many great things about living down the bayou is the fact that we are part of the Mississippi Flyway for the neo-tropical birds. I will be the first to admit what a bad case of spring fever I have this year. I have a restlessness that nothing seems to satisfy, except being right out in the middle of nature where spring is happening the biggest.
Termite and I took the boat for a spin today and anchored out in the marsh to catch a few rays and watch the wading birds come and go. We saw all our regular egrets, an osprey, a bald eagle, gallinules, a little blue and great blue herons, and the ever-so-shy Louisiana heron, with it’s magnificent blue beak.
Late this afternoon, I had a strong feeling that I needed to go outside and watch for migratory birds in my own trees. You see, they come from South America and fly across the Gulf of Mexico. Just think about that. There are no little bird fast food places out there. So the first land they see, they literally fall out due to exhaustion, hunger, and thirst. Then, as though magic, they slowly migrate northward, eating, drinking, and resting as they go.
I feed birds all winter long in hopes they will tell the migratory birds that food is here and they are welcome. The regulars were there eating, and then the visitors showed up. There was a pair of scarlet tanagers and an indigo bunting. To see these gorgeous birds as they are passing through gives me such a great thrill. I’d much rather be sitting out in my chair with my binoculars and camera watching and waiting for a mere glimpse than beating every puzzle on Wheel of Fortune for a whole year!
Well, you can’t really see him, but if you know your birds, you can see enough here to verify that he is, indeed, a scarlet. Look closely and see the black wing tips and tail. That red is so vivid, I don’t think man is able to copy that color. His mate hid in the branches before I could snap her, but there will be more days.
You really have to look closely to see the indigo on the reeds, but you can see it, can’t you? I just can’t express to you how much seeing these birds thrills me. If you’re one of those people who understands the thrill, leave a comment and let me know I’m not the only bird freak around!
TUESDAY PS: I am very puzzled. A birding report today from Grand Isle stated that the Fallout has not yet happened. Except for a couple kingbirds and a few prothonotary warblers, none of the other migratory birds have landed yet. If that’s true, then how is that I have neotropes in my trees already? They have to come over the coast first. Curious. Very curious.