Not so many warblers

The migration season is drawing to a close, but that doesn't mean that there is nothing to see. It just takes a bit more patience. And this is turning into a weird spring. There are already young starlings screaming. This usually doesn't happen until the end of June and July. There are ripe mulberries with birds gorging on them. This never happens until the end of June and first two weeks of July. I know, because I also eat those mulberries. Something is out of whack.



The first bird I met was this wall-sitting sparrow who wasn't going anywhere. I'm not sure what was being eaten, a seed pod? A big bug? Whatever it was it was totally consumed, not one molecule discarded.

Off to the pond........ this time something in mouth, but not for eating.

I adore sparrows after they bathe.

Mrs. Redstart (yellowstart?)

The magnolia warbler

The squirrels were digging up chestnuts buried during the winter.

Between seed pods , nuts, discarded trash and bugs nobody is starving.

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