Showing posts with label Great Blue Heron. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Great Blue Heron. Show all posts

Saturday, July 05, 2014

Gleaning Information and Images of Distant Birds in the Sky (Without Spending a Fortune) and The Trio of Terror Pets Plus One

 What to do about those speck in the sky moments.

 From Robin of Illinois who has been periodically seeing a young eagle at a great distance ...

My identification of the glorious eagle is a best guess based only on size, the mechanism of its wing flapping, and posture when gliding and obviously, the truly humongous wing span. I've never seen one "in the wild" and "in person" before!
He/she has been hanging around for about a month now, but I don't think it is fresh out of the nest this spring, based on its flying skills and skills in cruising for prey. It is much much too far away for me to see any facial details, but I did see it make a very nice landing in the nearly-tippy-top of a giant old oak tree in the back part of the "oak lawn"....Maybe a year 2-3 juvenile? Obviously no white head yet.
I don't have any camera lenses powerful enough to capture this amazing sight at these distances, (about 50-100 yards). But thrilled just to see it!



 That's totally GRAND!!! 

Are you viewing it with the naked eye?  Binoculars?  Scope?

While outside?  Inside?

You have some kind of point and shoot digital camera, yes? 

Here's the deal.  I'm constantly having to overshoot my equipment when I'm trying to get a good look at a flying bird.  If this is a two or three year old eagle it will have splotches of white feathers so even in a very very bad picture there will likely be that contrast so you can age it more nearly, unless it is tremendously back lit.  You can sometimes  age a young eagle by looking at an even awful picture.

The other thing to do is, as it is digital take as many pictures as you can possibly manage on any given sighting. Make sure you are in auto focus and just keep pushing that button while the bird is in your view. Luck is a marvelous thing and with every push you increase your chances that auto focus may just come through for you enough to learn something new.

If outside and you can manage it, lean your hand, yourself, whatever against a tree, house, something solid to reduce shake.  Inside you'll have more options, you can even sit the camera on something while you shoot. 

In the open, push your elbows close to your body and hold your breath for the button push. 

Do you have a photo program?  Doesn't have to be photoshop. In fact at this stage unless you know how to use Photoshop or Light Room trying to use them will just make you crazy.   Go online.   There are quite a number of free photo programs you can download which are simpler so you can jump right in..  You need something simple enough so you can use it right away.   You will need to be able to manipulate sharpness and exposure, and the ability to crop freestyle. 

A little speck of a bird, when cropped becomes a much bigger bird, if much less sharp, which is helpful in gleaning information about it.

If you have a scope, depending, you may be able to hold the camera to the eyepiece and do some rough digiscoping while watching the live digital view as well.

Let us see how you do.

Best, D

And here is the speck in the sky after the photo which heads the blog was cropped down to a much tinier photo which when enlarged gives us the shape of the bird and in this case because of the folded neck and my knowledge of the area, makes it the Great Blue Heron who traverses the sky every morning and afternoon at about the same time at this location. 

And an update on the Trio of Terror plus one, i.e., Quicksilver the African Parrot, Tig the Basenji, Squirrel the Cat... and Pyewacket who could do without every single one of them.
I was walking past the laundry room, glanced in, and saw Quicksilver the African Grey Parrot advancing on the trash can.  Not only might there be interesting things in the refuse receptacle but pulled over it makes...what?  A cavity!
As I'm putting him back on his perch and telling him NOT to mess with the trash can, I hear the door jangle on the cage I was about to clean in the other room.  Hmmm.
I go to investigate.  
Tig the Basenji has opened the door of the cage wider with his nose and is helping himself to Nutri-berry fragments on the bottom of the case.

A digression:
Nutri-berries are little balls of bird seed stuck together with pieces of papaya and bird vitamins.

Why is a dog eating bird seed and papaya?  Because the parrot eats them and Tig will eat anything the other pets eat no matter how far the food is from that typical of his own species out of sheer jealousy. 
While I am shooing the dog out of the bird cage I hear a clatter in the laundry room.
You guessed it.  It took the parrot no time at all to leap off his perch and dump the trash.  And who is watching all this just in case something of interest might be mined from the refuse?
Squirrel the Cat of course.
All this is only a mini moment of multi-misbehavior that I have managed to nip in the bud, but the day is yet young.  And the reason why...
...Pyewacket the Good Pet looks so disgruntled all the time.
(Pye's photograph appears particularly for Karen Anne of the Gonzo Deck who asked how Pye was faring these days.)

Happy Hawking!
Donegal Browne

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

It Looks Like Astoria Park Has a Hatch and More Night Mothering from Mama, Rosie, and Blue Heron Mom plus Unscrewing Ticks


Big News from Jules Corkery one of the chief watchers of the Astoria Red-tailed Hawk nest of Andromeda and Atlas (Who was previously mated to Athena who died of secondary rat poisoning) --  

This morning, Andromeda was sitting in the nest and had switched off with Atlas. Tonight when I got home she was standing up and looking into the nest and this represented obvious change in behavior. It's a very deep bowl so we might not see little ones for a while. Will keep you posted!

Thanks Jules!
The wind is whipping across the nest site of Mama and Papa in Briarwood Queens tonight.  Mama isn't getting much sleep.  She's positioned herself to protect the eyasses from the wind.  Therefore her feathers are repeatedly being bent in the wrong direction.  It isn't easy being a good mom.

Though the wind isn't quite as intense on the Bobst Library nest overlooking Washington Square Park, Rosie has her head tucked up.  Note the eyasss snuggled between Rosie and the windbreak of foraged man made nesting material.


And Great Blue Heron Mom on the Cornell Lab Heron Cam turns  her eggs  in the dark and then settles back in.  The hatch estimate for this nest is the last part of April.  And like Red-tailed eggs, these eggs will hatch asynchronously.


On another topic, this is a big year for ticks.  Personally I've already gotten a half dozen of the little buggers this Spring.  I've nothing on the Langer father and son who went camping the other weekend and managed a whopping count of 26 ticks between them.  

And as you know whenever there are ticks there is discussion about the best removal method.  There is the hot match technique or the drop of acetone technique to name two.  

Well I was talking to Wisconsinite Annie Albright, who said, if you want to know the best way to remove ticks talk to the kids that play outside in the country and get them all the time.


Unbelievably the preferred method for outdoorsy country kids is kind of amazing.  No time to go home for a match or scrunge up their mother's finger nail polish remover, they just take hold of the tick and turn it counter clockwise.  You heard right.  Grab the tick between two fingers and give it a left hand turn.  

According to Annie Albright, you just unscrew them to the left a quarter turn and they come out.  The theory being that they screw themselves into your skin in a clockwise fashion so you counter it and TA DA!!!

Talk about something that sounds way too simple compared to all the strum drang usually associated with getting this creepy beasties off.

I was dying to  try it.  Might even be worth that horrid feeling when you run your hand through your hair, and....YUCK!   I HAVE A TICK!!!!


Of course, have I  gotten a tick since I got this mind boggling unbelievable bit of folk wisdom a few days ago?  Not a chance.  But I started spreading the word and one of the informed did not get a tick but his dog did.  He got hold of said tick turned to the left and guess what?  IT WORKED!


I know, I know, one success- a scientific truth does not make. 

Therefore you, dear  readers,  are now included in this "study".  If you get a tick, try the unscrewing method and let me know how it works  for you.  


I cannot wait to hear!


HAPPY HAWKING AND TICKING!

Donegal Browne

Friday, July 01, 2011

Bald Eagle, Great Blue Heron, Mystery Bird, and a Pile of Pelicans All in One Place.


I got a call from old school chum Mark Scarborough, currently a reporter at the Edgerton Reporter newspaper, that some folks had come into the newspaper office and said there were a whole lot of pelicans, yes you read it right, pelicans over in Sheepskin Pond, (see the little pale spot on the far side of the pond) and he should go and take their picture. In fact they were way way over on the other side of Sheepskin Pond and he wasn't at all pleased with his photo.

WAIT!

Pelicans in Wisconsin? Isn't that weird?

Well actually no, as it turns out. The American White Pelican, Pelecannus erythrorhynchos, does hang out in Wisconsin. Who knew? I obviously should spend some time reading the state bird list.

And not only had Mark seen the pelicans he's seen a Great Blue Heron and an Eagle all in the same area.

Gosh, guess I better get in the car now.

And there they were-- a great pile of preening pelicans.

Fascinating. And besides that...

Closer but not close enough a beautiful pair of somethings....

And look carefully where the green goes to beige on the far shore and it is a Great Blue Heron cruising past.

I get back to the pelicans and one of the big guys behind the bushes does a stretch.

See the varying degrees of dark patches on some of the pelican's heads? Those are the immature birds. Were they even younger their beaks would be grayish as well.

Now and again during all this busy preening, a wing pops up. Their wingspan is huge-8 1/2 to 9 feet.

The Eaglets are off the nest and I got several reports, one sighting myself above, of smaller birds giving chase after the fledglings where ever they are and whatever they do. Somehow the smaller birds always know a young raptor when they see one and mob them mercilessly and constantly in a way they wouldn't with a mature bird.
(I know, I know the eagle is teeny but she is there heading into the trees.)


Back to the pelicans and the beginning of a pouch flap...

and there it goes.

One of the previous pair at rest. Any ideas out there as to what this is?

I missed it today but White Pelicans don't do the dive and retrieve of Brown Pelicans, these form a big U, swim along with their pouches in the water and scoop up minnows that have been concentrated in the area by their swim pattern. Maybe I'll catch it tomorrow.

Just goes to show, you never never know what any given day will turn up.


Donegal Browne

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Pale Male, Ginger Lima, Seed Robin, Great BlueHeron and the Rubber Duckie Car


Photo courtesy of palemale.com

Once again Ginger Lima stays late on the nest. But what really struck me in this photo is how much her her head and over shoulder coloration looks like Isolde of the Cathedral Nest at St. John the Divine.

Photo courtesy of Rik Davis and The NYTimes

Ginger Lima, left, and Pale Male, right.

A little silly but as is often said by motion picture stars, Pale Male being a motion picture star, "Any press is good press."

Enough of Violet and Bobby, live from the nest — you know, the red-tailed hawks at New York University with the video feed. Inquiring minds want to know what’s with Pale Male and all the girlfriends.

The Ann Landers of red-tailed hawk sociology, as John Blakeman calls himself, cleared his throat and talked about mate-swapping.

Apparently Pale Male, the red-tail with the Fifth Avenue address, has been doing that lately, Mr. Blakeman said, even though it “violates everything we know about red-tails.”

Ah, yes. It’s spring, and you don’t have to be Tennyson to fancy that some New Yorkers’ thoughts will turn to Pale Male’s love life.

There is a lot to report.

For more.... The NYTimes

The Peregrine Falcon on 888 finally moved and Brett Odom reports, that no, there are no eggs after all. At least on that spot. She just appears to like to sit there in a strange crouch for long periods of time. Eggnant?

Seed Robin darts out from under the glider scaring the other foraging birds away. He then stands there grumpily crunching a seed in his beak.

And the Great Blue Heron makes his daily trip across the sky near dusk.

Plus for those fond of little birdie whimsy, The Madison WI, Rubber Duckie Car.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

KAREN'S HERON, SALLY'S KENTUCKY BIRDS, AND THE WI LOCAL REPORT


Photograph by Karen Anne Kolling

Karen, who lives near the water is attempting to protect the verge area from human modification by documenting the wildlife. She sent this photo in for a positive identification. Now I've not dealt with shore birds in decades, raptors having filled my life for the most part, but I ID this bird as an immature Great Blue Heron, Ardea herodius. Any nays from out there?



Photograph by Donna Browne

Dear Donna,

I am not a great birder but I do love them and every year I have several feeders outside on my deck, and I enjoy watching the activity there. I was thrilled to see a pair of orioles early this summer and went out and bought a feeder and stocked it up but never saw them again. I have seen a pair of scarlet tanagers (a first) and two male indigo buntings in the early summer, and one stayed around but I never saw mate or babies.

The usual suspects were here this summer: a pair of chickadees, a pair of titmice, 2 pair of cardinals, a bunch of house sparrows, 6-8 gold finches, a pair of hummers(and now I have a bunch of hummers that have air wars above my feeders); at least one pair of house finches; a new guy, a very lonely chipping sparrow who hung out with a pair of white throats who have come and gone all summer, and a Carolina wren who never seemed to have mate this year; I don't know what happened to her, they have nested every year and fed young in a box on a little tree outside the house, but I have never seen the babies fledge to my feeders or anywhere else. They stay very close to the spruce tree so perhaps I just never have seen them, and they do nest out of my regular view. Mr Wren-I love his song- stays around all year and occasionally comes near the feeder, more often he sits in the flower pot or chair back nearby and sings, but the female is not seen except in the spring of previous years.

The cardinals have had at least one clutch, a late one by the looks of the scraggly offspring that are still begging. The house finches had 2 babies with them at the feeder, but I have never seen baby chickadees or titmice although I have seen them making trips back and forth to the spots I think they are nesting in as if feeding young.

There are also a bunch of house sparrows and they had some young, too, I don't even try to keep track of them. My downy woodpeckers have not been around since winter, I miss them. I have a white breasted nuthatch and a brown creeper on occasion also.

This year and last year the birds had very late clutches, I assume 2nd clutches as I have no nests to observe but the begging scruffy fledglings are hard to miss in August-September. I thought that was really late for babies last year but I have them again this year, too. We had a very dry early summer last year; this year it was quite wet at that time but we have had a 3 week dry spell and are just now getting rain.

The Robins had 3 clutches last year but I have seen no activity this year; perhaps they moved their nest. I have a mature red shouldered hawk that feeds rarely at my ornamental pond (overgrown this year and has only frogs and lilies) which the deer also enjoy.

There has been a juvenile Cooper's on occasion out in the edge of the woods. It got something gray with flashes of white earlier this spring, and I hoped it was NOT one of my chickadees!. I see a juvenile every year but never the adult coop, so I do not know if they are nesting nearby or not. Mama deer showed up with two brand new tiny spotted fawns about 3 weeks ago, also late I think, but I have seen other moms, all with two babies with spots, along the highway in the past few weeks so it isn't just at my house! I have not seen any baby squirrels this year.

Don't know if that is of interest or not. I haven't noticed much change except the wren and the robins. The late clutches are what I find odd the past two years. I just am not used to seeing begging babies in September for goodness sake!

Sally Seyal, Prospect, KY (wooded suburb outside of Louisville)

Sally,

I often see the juvenile Cooper's Hawks that predate the feeders but the adults are a different story. They have learned far more stealth and I rarely see an adult unless I come round a corner and they and I surprise one another over the wood pile for instance or the Crows and squirrels spot the hawk and their mobbing brings it to my attention.

I too see Orioles, both Orchards and Baltimores for a few days in early summer, and then they disappear. They prefer a more woodsy environment, than mine, though I have numerous mature trees, as do the neighbors, but evidently not enough. Or we don't present enough privacy for them, one never knows their individual criteria. I assume they are on their way through to woodlots and luscious local orchards. That may also be the case with yours, or perhaps they move into your near-by woods and stay there to protect the location of their nest. In that case you may yet coax them out in a hard year.

Young Black-capped Chickadees? They are so tiny and are supposed to stay hidden being fed by their parents while they learn to fly from the ground up. Though I always have one or two pairs that breed nearby, the young tend to go unseen.

In 2007, I heard from a neighbor that one Chickadee fledgling had taken refuge in her garage, cared for by her parents, and stayed until it looked like one of the adults. Therefore who would know that she had just been recently fledged.

In 2008, I found the Chickadee chick pictured above and featured in the blog, begging his brains out from the rhubarb patch. His parents were desperately attempting to lure her to a small sheltering evergreen across the park path. After numerous adventures, they eventually succeeded and I presume he survived as there are currently more Black-caps visiting the sunflower seed feeder now, than when the season started. They are tough to keep track of as they tend to be virtually identical, not to mention teeny. D.B.

I too have been seeing evidence of fewer and later young this season. For instance, last week a mixed flock of migrating birds blew in following the trailing edge of a storm.


Within the flock was a male Robin with juveniles, one of which he was still feeding. Obviously the youngster was not fully weaned yet (up right in photo) but also obviously as of the sighting he was keeping up with the other migrants, at least so far. Fascinating.
In 2006 the local Robin's nest had a perfect season: 3 clutches with 4 young each who fledged. In 2007, their success was also respectable. In 2008, there was Garage Boy, (see Wednesday, June 11, 2008 http://palemaleirregulars.blogspot.com/search?q=Doorstep+Dove) but by late July as things became very dry, there wasn't a Robin to be seen in the area. They had moved on.
The Cardinals produced one male fledgling in the territory that I saw. Though in 2007, as a first year pair, they produced none successfully.
Doorstep Dove and Friend, the Mourning Dove pair who have been featured on the blog since they first bonded in 2006, raised 3 chicks to maturity that year. In 2007, by the end of the season, they and 5 well grown young could be observed. The family group could be seen gathered together every evening at sunset, sometimes for as long as an hour--grouped round the edge of the birdbath, taking in the last rays of the sun.
In June 2008, Doorstep and Friend had an unusual rare brood of three young though they weren't nearly as apparent as their young had been in previous seasons. Now Friend and Doorstep briefly appear at the bath come evening for a drink and then briskly depart. Though two or three other Doves visit the feeder with them during the day. The change of behavior may well be due to the lurking Cooper's Hawk that arrives in late afternoon. I don't have a true count of their success this season as they, like most of the breeding birds in the area have become far more wary of foraging in the open due to the hawk. I tentatively put their count at 3 surviving young.
Unfortunately there is a hunting season on Mourning Doves in Wisconsin which makes me quite heartsick. The report from the Wisconsin DEC for hunters, reports the Mourning Dove population is far lower coming into hunting season than it has been for the five previous seasons. I do so hope Friend and Doorstep will still be there when I return to Wisconsin.
The Chipping Sparrows who ordinarily produce a brood before being heavily predated by Cowbirds for the rest of the breeding season, missed their first clutch. One Cowbird chick was fostered and then they produced five chicks of their own in late August when the Cowbirds had already moved on.
(Interesting how nature deals with this sort of thing isn't it?)
The Wisconsin Turkey observers report that many first clutches were unsuccessful and some hens have second clutched, with the poults being currently only the size of Grouse as opposed to the almost mature sized young that would be usual for September.
As in Kentucky, the deer were still on the move in late Spring and young arrived much later than usual with a high incidence of twins.

The White-breasted Nuthatch has returned from breeding and is busy hatching sunflower seeds into the bark of the Maple trees in the backyard.

One of the winter WI birds, a Dark-eyed Junco, came by for one day, fed up and then continued on his way.




Photograph by Karen Anne Kolling
And the mammals?
Fluffy the Opossum, hasn't been caught under the feeder in the middle of the night all summer. I fully expect her/him to return to the feeder come cold weather.
Though "someone" is yet again eating the ripening tomatoes before I can. The still growing 8 inch watermelon that was on the vine disappeared a week and a half ago.
It occurred to me that I may have been unfairly blaming Fluffy for all these garden predations. Last week before by return to NYC, I flipped the back light on in the middle of the night looking for him and what should I see? A very fat raccoon bottom complete with lush tail heading rapidly out of the circle of light. A first! I turned off the light, whipped out the door, and heard raccoon claws scrambling on tree bark. I then took photographs, blindly in the dark of course, of all the trees in the direction of the sound. Bringing them up later with the adaptive lighting mode of the photo editor, brought no joy. That chubby bottomed mammal had eluded me.
Squirrels? The breeding female in the territory produced two broods this season. Of the initial litter on first appearance, the three young had very very sparse fur. Their skin was completely visible through their coats. It was unclear as to whether the issue was some kind of parasite that had infested the nest, a dietary deficiency or what? The afflicted squirrels would appear and lay flat on the picnic table in the sun for long periods. Unable to pin down the problem, beyond the usual fare from the feeding area, I began offering more nuts, and fruit. Eventually, for whatever reason, their fur slowly began to thicken and now their coats look normal, though their tails are still on the skimpy side.
The second litter of four appeared with normal fur and proceeded in maturation.
New this season is the appearance of the resident Thirteen-lined Ground Squirrel, Pancake. And now and again, a new phenomena, one of the shrews periodically goes for something on the ground of the feeding area.
Chewy the Chipmunk is still in residence and another smaller Chipmunk has also appeared sporadically to feed. I did not see a sudden influx of a Chipmunk litter under the feeders but that doesn't mean there wasn't one. Litters have occurred before and the only reason I realized they had occurred was that two young did themselves in by youthful indiscretions. Chipmunks tend toward the solitary and are seldom seen together, at least in my feeding area. Though I did see a group coming out of the hedgerow to feed at Thresherman's Park.
Nature tends to take care of herself if allowed what has unfortunately become the luxury of being allowed to do so.
Donna Browne