Being quiet

The berry eater for the day was the female finch.  No more grosbeaks.

High above lots of action. Cooper's hawk, redtails and two red bats which I couldn't photograph. At one point a kestral zoomed in and the bats disappeared.

The silent charmer was the barred owl.  People were quiet and respectful.  Thank goodness the owl was high in the tree and safe from uneducated humans. They need peace and quiet. Daytime is their nap time.

Great "toes".

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Last group of grosbeak

Still from Saturday,  the gorging evening grosbeak.

Female right behind male

Waxwing joins the mix

Robin also joins the munchers

Coming in next post- the world of Harry Potter

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More from Saturday-Grosbeak

Coudn't stop watching this berry muncher. I'll probably never see an evening grosbeak again.

Turned left and saw a two-legged komondor????

There are more grosbeak images from Saturday being edited. Posting tomorrow.

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Following food and grosbeak

The Rambles is fenced off. Birding was limited to the boundary paths. There are tiny creatures finding edibles.   The brown creeper was very obliging.

If you look past the barriers you can see why the Rambles is closed. Fallen tree work.

On to the food search. Berries for the waxwings.

 Then it was the surprise berry tree, the evening grosbeaks, female and male. This was a total thrill.

The male is gorgeous.

I've got lots more images. Will post them over the next two days. Glorious evening grosbeaks.
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Evening grosbeak!

Those of you who know me know that I don't keep a list and that I don't care what I see as long as I see something.  I even enjoy starlings, so today when I looked up at the berry tree a bit north of Sparrow Rock I was puzzled. Here was something I'd never seen before. Berry trees = robins, waxwings, jays, catbirds, finches .  But what was this?  My brain ran the gamut including something exotic, an escapee?  But there were two, possibly male and female?  I took loads of pictures and went running to find a knowledgeable birder.  Fortunately Richard was at the Garden. He took one look and knew-  evening grosbeak. WHERE???  So we went running. At first the grosbeaks were not there, but after about 20 minutes they came back to the berry tree. What fun,- for us, for the birds. They gorged. We smiled. Rare bird for Central Park. Not only new bird for me.  I had never even heard of an evening grosbeak.  PRETTY!

I think I'll have a cream cheese and berry sandwich for supper.

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