After two failed attempts to see the Northern Shoveller this year, I headed back to Neville's Pond one last time.
When I arrived, there was no shoveller in sight. However, there were some small birds around the edge of the pond that occupied me.
Then, all of a sudden a snipe blew up out of nowhere and flew towards me. It landed in the area of the stream on the opposite side of the road. I got a good look at it as it landed and was taken by how dark it was. With my camera in the car, I inched my way to get it. Obviously, I was not stealth enough, because the snipe flew into the high reeds.
While all of that was going on, the handsome, male Northern Shoveller flew in and landed near shore. Mission accomplished! Yet, I keep thinking about the snipe I failed to photograph. Even though I am 99% sure it was a Wilson's, I keep wondering..."What if it was not..."
Drawn to the water's edge at Cape Spear by the sight of two large rafts of Common Eider, I became enthralled by their amazing behaviour. They lifted off several times flying further out to sea.
Then, as if a creeping monster, they would weave a chain back to shore.
Some, a little more impatient, would fly ahead of the raft. Then, without notice, they would all disappear under the water and vanish altogether. Just awesome!
Having a great opportunity to look them over closely as they hung close to shore, I was able to see many variations.
All five field guides I frequently reference show three variations of the male Common Eider and only one plumage for the females. Well, I saw much more than that! This shot shows a very pale female. It made me look closely wondering if it were a female King Eider, but the shape of the head, the length of the bill and the barring on the back tell me this has to be a Common.
This image shows two very gray females. Is it possible these two birds are subspecies of the Common Eider? Among the huge flock, I saw four such birds.
There are two typical immature male Common Eider in this shot. There is another showing remnants of eclipse plumage. I read that it is somewhat common for the first molt to not completely transition the plumage to 1st winter.
This shot shows the same bird just below the gull.
This shot of the two pale, female eider better shows the barring across the back and on the underside of these birds. Without a scope, I find the unusual birds with my binoculars and follow up with a photo to zoom in more closely to see the details. For me, this works well as I can review the images at length for study.
These are three immature male Common Eider. Each one is slightly different from the other. Imagine if a pocket field guide had to show all the variations....
There was one individual male that seemed caught between immature plumage and adult plumage. I guess it will just have to wait for its spring molt to finish the job.
The immature male actually has two tones on the face with the darker color being on the lower face and the cap being somewhat lighter, the reverse of its adult plumage. This difference is better seen in the bright sunlight.
On the second day of viewing the sun was shining creating a whole new experience for viewing. While the photos are worse, the actual experience of seeing this mass of birds on the sun-lit water was stunning.
As the birds played in the surf, a pale female stands out in the lower left of this shot.
For hours these ducks continued to come and go for no apparent reason. However, it was clear they were feeding when near shore. What goes on under the water when the birds are out of sight? Well, these large ducks typically dive from 3 to 20 meters and feed mainly on crustaceans. I found it interesting, too, to learn they eat their favorite food, mussels, whole and crush the shell with their large gizzard.
Studying eider is challenged by the constant movement of the birds, the swell of the ocean, the over-powering sunshine, the darkness of cloud cover, the cold, the wind, the distance, and the limitations of optics. Sometimes, it is good to just settle into a sheltered area and enjoy the wondrous spectacle the way nature intended.
Also seen during the two visits: 1 Dovekie, 1 Black Scoter, 1 Northern Pintail, 10 Black Guillemots, 36 Purple Sandpipers, 1 Dark-eyed Junco and 1 small bird with the junco that I never saw well.
Earlier this week, I stepped out on my deck to enjoy the unusual mid-morning warmth on a December morning. For a fleeting moment, I imagined...Winter departed and Spring arrived. I wish!
I began to think of warblers and long walks in the woods. While the typical flurry of wood warblers is long gone, there have been a few warblers found around the St. John's area. These include a Pine Warbler, an Orange-crowned Warbler and this beautiful Yellow-throated Warbler.
At Kelly's Brook, I was lucky to get great views of this colorful little bird. It was working its way through a range of about 50 feet and back again.
Busily eating, it seemed really, really tame. It came within close range several times while I watched. In fact, it came so close it was impossible to focus my long lens on it.
While the foliage around Kelly's Brook has dulled, the bright throat of this little warbler lit the place up.
As has happened in the past, several rare birds may likely just appear at the Brook. It is an unusual habitat for this city area that seems to continue to produce insects well beyond other areas.
As the weather gets colder, the chance of seeing something great continues to increase. Last year, a Blue-gray Gnatcatcher frequented the area. A couple of years back, a Kentucky Warbler delighted birders for several weeks. Not to diminish the value of the Yellow-throated Warbler, but there may be some rare bird already scouting out the place.
Finding a couple of hours yesterday morning, I headed out to try to see the Rose-breasted Grosbeak, Pine Warbler and the Eastern Towhee. Well, one out of three is not bad.
I went to Bowring Park and rushed straight toward the railway bed to look for the Pine Warbler. I was ascending the steps to the trail as I caught sight of movement in a tree. Stopping mid-way up the stairs, I spotted a Brown Creeper. That's not a bird I see often, so I stopped to watch it creep around the tree.
Then, out of nowhere, in flew a female Downy Woodpecker. Another bird I don't see often, I was already satisfied with my outing.
As the Downy flew off, in flew the Pine Warbler and landed in a tree just feet from me. The sun shone brightly on it, and the Pine Warbler seemed to enjoy the bit of warmth the sun offered up on a very cold morning.
Sometimes, I work so hard to see a bird and never lay eyes on it, but yesterday morning, I stopped in just the right place to enjoy three great birds.