All the ways Maine is wicked good
I actually took this picture a week ago today, during the previous snow fall. It’s taken me that long to decide what the bird was. It was crow-black, and had a crow-typical perch, but it wasn’ the mammoth size of the local American crows. It is, I think (after consulting my sibling and expert birder brother) a Fish Crow (Corvus ossifragus). They are here, and fairly common, but I usually hear them rather than see them. This one was perched for quite a while:
This was a heavy, wet snow that lingered long enough to take pictures this morning, but now, the breeze and sun have already made some inroads.
There’s a winter storm warning. So naturally, I filled the feeders. The snow started at about 12:30 PM today, and it’s still falling.
Male Northern cardinal, and on the bottom right, a Junco.
Tufted titmouse (Baeolophus bicolor)
I dearly love the Tufted titmouse. They’re not a bird I saw much in N.H. They have an incredible variety of chirps and songs.
This guy sat and watched the bird feeders for quite a while today, until he spotted me taking his picture. That shape is a dead giveaway for a Red-tailed hawk, even when you can’t see the back and the tail.
