April 13th. 2018. With a nasty rain and freezing-rain system on its way it would be tempting to think the birds have all left town. It sure felt like it today, only 22 species, but where could they run to?
April can be so brutal. I remember about 3 years ago that April delivered almost non-stop rain and cold. So this is normal – which is why the neo-tropical migrants know to stay away until May. I have come to expect Baltimore Orioles to appear on May 5, sometimes the 3rd, I’m waiting.
Best today (for me) was a singing Winter Wren – I could watch and listen to them all day. But a couple of Eastern Phoebes were welcome too (only one on the transect route, in Long Valley.)