Tag: birding
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Thrushes and Towhees Go Rummaging, and Other Spring Arrivals

This week I’ve witnessed many birds foraging on the forest floor. While the Hermit Thrushes hop gracefully among the fallen leaves, the Eastern Towhees and the newly arrived Wood Thrush vigorously rummage through the piles of decaying debris on the ground. Many birds do this, but the thrushes and towhees are by nature ground foragers.…
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Meditations on a Great Blue Heron

And more tales of flight from early spring migration Great Blue Heron A Great Blue Heron arrived at the Salt Marsh a couple of days ago, basically on time compared with previous years. In an erratic and unpredictable time characterized by volatility and uncertainty, the heron’s appearance brings a comforting sense of continuity. I do…
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Hooded Mergansers Join the Early Spring Party in Inwood Hill Park

Even among a hundred gulls, dozens of ducks, and a score of geese, a pair of small Hooded Mergansers stood out in the waters of the park on the morning of March 25, 2025. They were festive looking creatures, discernible by their small size and their vigorous wading and diving. The bright white head patch…
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American Goldfinches Gather for an Early Spring Feast

This past week, near the stone stairs at W. 207th Street in Inwood Hill Park, American Goldfinches have been busy pulling apart the new buds on elm saplings and gorging on them. They flit about a group of young trees, opening the buds and chewing on the flowers. On the morning of February 28, I…
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The Cooper’s Hawk of Cooper Street

The Cooper Street Rock stretches high above Cooper Street in Inwood, and on the rock grows a tall tree popular with all sorts of birds. The short street lined with apartment buildings is named after James Fenimore Cooper, the author of The Last of the Mohicans (1826). A Cooper’s Hawk often visits this rugged summit,…
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Big Landscape, Little Ducks: A Winter Day Trip to Cold Spring, New York

I happen to love winter landscapes. I enjoy the sight of snow-capped peaks and winter trails. While I don’t ski, I often imagine sitting by a fire in a cozy ski lodge and looking at the slopes. When spring arrives, I often regret not having spent more time in a winter destination. On Tuesday, seeing…
