I'd like to state for the record that my first bird on the first day of the first month of 2020 was a
male cardinal at the house feeder. As usual he came, took a seed and then ate it from the top of the feeder pole. When finished, he took another and went back to the top of the pole. I don't know why he doesn't just sit in the feeder unless it is to watch for other cardinals or predators.
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| Female bufflehead duck, Sandy Hook, NJ (RE Berg-Andersson) |
There is a tradition among birders that on the first day of the new year they go out and record the birds they see. For many, they are getting ready to embark on a
Big Year where they set a goal of seeing as many birds as possible in a year, be it in one place or around the world. Others, however, just like
making lists of what birds they see and when. This isn't necessarily part of their
Life List because their "first" birds are usually common ones seen around the house. They may do it just to keep track.
Usually, I am not one of them. Weather is one reason. Two New Years ago, the weather was frigid and I was content to be home. Last year, rain soaked the area on New Year's Eve and I had no inclination to trudge through mud.
But this year, with my time limited by working away from home, I felt restless so, after seeing the cardinal, I ventured into the cold wind of January and met one of my friends who was at nearby Speedwell Lake in Morristown with his photo club.
We walked the path to the wider part of the lake. Few birds on the water, even fewer in the trees. But there was a pair of bufflehead ducks and, in an inlet, a few Canada geese.
I decided to go to another place near me to see how many "first" birds I could find. The answer: not many.
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Cold, desolate and not the best place to find birds on a windy day. Jan. 1, 2020.
(Margo D. Beller) |
That's how it goes some days, but I was in a truly bad place to try to find birds on a cold, windy day. I was in a county park that was once the
Greystone psychiatric hospital. It is a wide-open piece of property with little to block a strong wind. Worse, the county has been cutting down ash trees to limit the damage caused by the emerald ash borer. Just
like a year ago, the fallen trees have been left on the ground, pulled away from what is normally a cross-country running track. But cross-country is over for the season and the big machinery that pushed the cut trees aside churned up the path to make it nearly unwalkable for the rest of us. (That did not stop the many people there walking their dogs, however.)
A few birds could be found, mainly sparrows and woodpeckers, but the more unusual birds I've seen here before when the sheltering grasses and weeds were taller and there were many more trees were long gone. I was glad to get back to my warm car and get to my warmer home.
For the record, these are my "first" birds of 2020:
Cardinal
Bufflehead ducks
Canada geese
Song sparrow
American crow
Redbellied woodpecker
White-throated sparrow
Downy woodpecker
Turkey vultures
Rock doves (pigeons)
It can only go up from here.
