Tag: Inwood Hill Park
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Red-winged Blackbirds Return to the Marsh
Red-winged Blackbirds returned to Inwood Hill Park’s Salt Marsh with the arrival of Daylight Saving Time. Their distinct cries fill the marsh as they claim territory, displaying fiery wing patches. The author observed and painted the birds, preparing for the appearance of the female to choose a nesting site. The marsh’s vitality is crucial for…
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The Woodpecker Projects
The woodpeckers are the most diligent workers in the forest, busy searching for insects in the bark. Downy and Hairy Woodpeckers are found in Inwood Hill Park, with the Red-bellied Woodpecker being a constant presence. These birds are known for their distinct features and entertaining behavior, adding vibrancy to the park.
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Birds in the Tulip Trees of Inwood
Inwood Hill Park’s tulip trees attract various bird species due to their edible seeds. The park’s old-growth forest and tulip trees provide vital resources for birds, emphasizing the significance of healthy ecosystems for bird populations. The historical significance of the Great Tulip Tree is also highlighted.
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The Little Owl in the Blue Hour
On February 8th and 9th, the Eastern Screech-Owl made appearances in Inwood Hill Park’s Clove. The observer’s patient waiting paid off when the owl revealed itself before dawn. A fairytale-like atmosphere and the owl’s connection to the sunrise were also noted. The owl’s active and observable nature at later hours was highlighted.
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Feathers Flying – Rhapsody in a Great Blue Heron
A most beautiful Great Blue Heron has been frequenting the Salt Marsh lately, with many local social media posts to prove it. A winter visitor, this particular heron has taken to perching near the shore or on one of the Inwood Hill Park docks. It can easily be seen up close. In a cold gray…
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How the Birds of Inwood Stay Warm in the Cold Northern Manhattan Winter
During the recent cold and snowy nights, I was awakened by the sounds of snapping tree limbs falling in the forest down the street. Some of the trees are old and brittle there. I imagined the birds waking up, too, jolted from their feathery dreams to find a new limb in the cold night air. …
Birds of Inwood 