Yesterday was a much needed day of rest. Anita woke up early with me and we drove up to Strawtown to do a little walking and a little birding at the Koteewi Park. If you haven’t been and you live in the area, it is well worth the time.
On one of the most beautiful days of the year, we strolled along wide paths along the river and across Indiana meadows with sounds of song birds ringing in our ears.
Let’s be clear: Birding is not walking. Birding requires a short walk and a lot of standing. Anita is a walker, she isn’t a birder. But she journeyed with me into the park and quickly fell into the rhythm of looking, listening and spying the winged wonders. In only a short hour of walking we were able to hear or see the following:
Robin, Blue Jay, Song Sparrow, Lincoln Sparrow, American Tree Sparrow, Red-winged Blackbird, Indigo Bunting, Red-headed Woodpecker, Downey Woodpecker, Northern Flicker, Blue-gray Gnat Catcher, White Crowned Sparrow, Baltimore Oriole and several birds we were unable to accurately identify.
But the highlight of the journey was the new life-bird I identified. It was first time I’d ever seen a Yellow Throat Warbler. We were standing in a clearing, watching a half-dozen Indigo Buntings chase one another when this beautiful warbler alighted on a low branch. The sun was shining over our shoulder and lit up the breast of this fantastic bird.
It sat completely still, allowing us to view it in an unhurried fashion and even seemed to give us a wink when we’d made the correct identification.
The morning could not have been more pleasant. The birding could not have been better. The company and the walk back to the car (yes, we did finally walk) was ideal. The perfect way to spend my Sunday morning.