Most of the grass is brown and dead. Some of the trees are too. The air quality is terrible, and causing alerts. It rained part of one day and night, but the water evaporated all too quickly. This isn’t what one expects of the emerald city or the evergreen state, even in August. No wonder the birds are not out and about as normal.
But fall is coming. Night comes quicker. Morning starts later. The temperatures did dip a bit. My bird watching has stalled a bit, but they are out there. The news in the birding world is exciting.
For about a month or two no kingfishers have graced the wires and bridges over the rivers. Last week I saw two of them. In my area belted kingfishers are somewhat common. A set of them seem to live at Flaming Geyser Park. "Ack, ack, ack" They call to each other. They whistle as they skim over the waters from snag to snag. I also look for them anytime I go over a bridge with water underneath. I love their punk rock look. I also like being able to identify male from female – males are brighter and females have the red stripe on their stomachs. It’s delightful that they’re back for the fall season.
Last week a pair of mallards floated in the marsh at Flaming Geyser park. This week I saw a flock of Canada geese after almost a month of none. Some of the birds are returning, slowly, in small groups. I hope this smoke goes away soon. It can’t be good for the birds and it’s not good for people, either.
Also, the starlings and swallows gathered in large forces last week. This week we saw very few swallows and no starlings. Their migrations are beginning. Yes, fall is coming. The birds know, even though I can’t tell.
I love birdwatching. It's relaxing and fun. Even though I've been birding for over 10 years I classify myself as an amateur birder. I plan to write a blog a week about my experiences. Hope you enjoy them!