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Alas, the team named for a bird fell short of the crown in Super Bowl XLIX. If you’ve blogged about your weekend experience, you should include a link in your comment. While many human beings felt anguish and rage at the loss, most avifauna appeared unperturbed. What was your best bird of the weekend? Birding best bird weekend'
Alas, they both kept their heads down until long after we’d left. If you’ve blogged about your weekend experience, you should include a link in your comment. My ill-advised twitch was a run for the Long Island Ruffs recently spotted on the south shore. So Corey returned the next day to bag one as his Best Bird of the Weekend.
Alas, the pickings were slim apart from one freezing raptor counter. If you’ve blogged about your weekend experience, you should include a link in your comment. Sometimes the little things really do mean the most. Still, we picked some Bufflehead out in the channel, which is never a bad sighting. What was your best bird of the weekend?
Alas, I didn’t locate any but found enjoyment in a prolonged standoff between mobbing Red-eyed Vireos and a Blue Jay who refused to take the hint. If you’ve blogged about your weekend experience, you should include a link in your comment. How am I supposed to enjoy a pre-summer weekend dressed in all these layers?
(The neighbors had advised me, from experience, that planting trees without excluding the local free-ranging livestock would be an exercise in futility: first challenge overcome.) Alas, only 12 plants remain from that season, victims of my inexperienced care. Alas, this is what I must trim.
Alas, I had no time outdoors this weekend, which leaves House Sparrows sheltering a giant wreath as my Best Bird of the Weekend. If you’ve blogged about your weekend experience, you should include a link in your comment. What was your best bird of the weekend? Birding best bird weekend'
Alas, these gentle rains may not always speed spring migrants on their way to breeding grounds far from the equator. If you’ve blogged about your weekend experience, you should include a link in your comment. April showers most assuredly bring May flowers in the more temperate portions of the Northern Hemisphere. Any luck this weekend?
Alas – thick clouds in the rainforest only mean one thing: rain. All the while it moved a grand total of three times – vastly differing from all my prior experiences with this species! My fortunes began to swing with the passage of time, as I guess all good pendulums tend to do. White-necked Thrush.
Cameras were still tucked away, but the experience left us all without words. Alas, there must have been some lesson taking place that was beyond my understanding. A pair of Jabiru were locked in a chase, one tucked in its eight foot wingspan and made a dive not too dissimilar from that of a falcon.
My Piping Plover experience was probably better, as I was surrounded by at least 5 in un-plover-like proximity. If you’ve blogged about your weekend experience, you should include a link in your comment. </strong> </em>Tell us in the comments section about the rarest, loveliest, or most fascinating bird you observed.
Choosing among the hawks, eagles, and owls at the raptor residence (alas no rehab for these irreparably injured birds of prey) and the active late winter species in the park seemed impossible, until an impressive Pileated Woodpecker put on a powerful display of excavatory activity. What was your best bird of the weekend?
In this first installment, I will focus on my impressions and experiences in the highlands portion of our tour. The experience of seeing a pair feeding and calling in the mountains of Honduras felt like a much more genuine birding experience to me. Alas, our time here was over too soon.
Especially as we were at the time about to experience a rapidly advancing tropical storm. Even though I had seen these cryptic austral migrants before, there was no way I was going to pass up an opportunity that was this close to home. Striated Heron in breeding plumage – extra plumes and blue lores.
Alas, this little lovely perched on a wire just outside the window of the classroom where I was teaching at the moment, so no photos were taken. We were happy to experience three birds of prey on this jaunt. And they are so trusting that I found myself musing whether I would lose Lifer Points if one should happen to climb onto my lap.
But, alas, the Novel Coronavirus did not respect my plans. My one sighting of the little-known Sinaloa Martin outside of summer had occurred on a 29th of February, and I hoped to repeat that experience. Three years of my experience shows that they most certainly do. (On On the other hand, I have never seen them here in fall.).
My first experience birding was as a teenager back in the 70s, when birding meant a pair of binoculars, a couple of bird feeders, and a smallish field guide (book). Alas, as the decade progressed, I also saw the site degenerate. … to where I once belonged. First, fences started to appear.
Alas, the winds blew nothing exceptional my way. If you’ve blogged about your weekend experience, you should include a link in your comment. Every week, the winds carry the unexpected hither and yon. Were you hither? Were you yon? If so, we’d love to hear what you found there. What was your best bird of the weekend?
Alas, we’re also intimately acquainted with darker emotions; the lust in our hearts alone (for lifers and optics, naturally) exacts a heavy emotional toll.
Nevertheless, it was still a magical experience sitting in the jungle. I didn’t think I’d dip on a resident, sedentary, and supposedly unmissable bird – but alas, such is the beautiful unpredictability of nature. I updated my camera settings to deal with the changing light. And waited. Still, nothing.
So, beside a lot of birds and the sunny sky, I want the coldest thing to experience year-round to be my beer. Many of them are heavenly islands, alas, with 100 or less bird species. Which leaves me with quite a few choices – practically the entire tropical belt, right?
My first experiments involved rooting cuttings of several of Michoacán’s dozens of Salvia species. Alas, I have found no viable acorns anywhere this past year — just as I am figuring out how to get oak seedlings to survive. These days, money is not so much of an issue.
If you’ve blogged about your weekend experience, you should include a link in your comment. On the other hand, a woefully brief glimpse of a Hook-billed Kite at Bentsen State Park was all it took to move it from my world list to my ABA list. While pondering that, also share your best bird of the weekend!
The sight, the sound and the smell, coupled with the sheer spectacle of seeing so many birds at once, makes viewing a big seabird colony an avian experience that can’t be compared with any other. Seabird cities are always spectacular. These birds are all cliff nesters.
Alas, now that the Arizona Cardinals have fallen to the Carolina Panthers, we face the prospect of a Super Bowl without bird-themed football teams. If you’ve blogged about your weekend experience, you should include a link in your comment. So, do you prefer rambunctious horses or big cats better?
Alas, the beer is only available on draft in Texas for a limited time, far out of range for me in New York. Admittedly, it’s not a revelatory gastronomic experience, but the pairing does work: the robust, roasted flavors of the beer make up for the relatively bland sweetness of the Peeps. “Fat free”?
The incredible lighting at dawn in the Pantanal is an experience in of itself. I will also never forget the experience of rolling out of bed, walking down a couple miles and back, and having breakfast at around 8:00AM with a day list already over 100 species. Alas, it was over too soon. I must mention one thing.
Suffice to say that our experience echoes across the United States and Northern Hemisphere. Alas, we’re still mired in shorebird season, so I’l sally forth once more this weekend in search of the Red Knots and Ruddy Turnstones passing through the Great Lakes.
Alas, those sightings will be for another time as the weather had thrown a spanner in the works: half a meter of snow had closed off our intended destination. What is 100% true is the flight number I took into Denver: 420. In the spirit of Denver 420 we were so mellow and chill that we cried but a single tear. I can recommend it.
In the English translation, the story is titled “Little Fable”: “Alas,” said the mouse, “the whole world is growing smaller every day. Anyway, the story is not quite how I remembered it, to be honest, but fitting enough to describe the almost claustrophobic birding experience in ever-shrinking Nanhui.
Hornbills are spectacular under any circumstances, but when a pair lands in a bush beside you at eye-level and begin mutual preening , it makes for a spectacular experience. It was easily one of the best birding experiences I’ve ever had, even impressing my nonbirder fiance. You can read more about his experience here.
Alas, I only heard this super cool caprimulgid, but did get buzzed by a swift Malaysian Eared Nightjar. All in all, a memorable Malaysian experience. Now that’s a tropical woodpecker… Crimson-winged Woodpecker. We arrived well before sunrise because Con knew a place where a person might encounter Blyth’s Frogmouth.
Alas, it seems they were already gone from Tianmashan in March. In my experience, people eat more food they are familiar with than food that is unfamiliar. In my (fortunately rather limited) experience, Chinese karaoke singers adapt their singing based on the chosen song, the audience, and the amount of alcohol in their blood.
Alas, it is absolutely essential. Previously, Matt also worked as the center’s executive vice president and a senior consultant, and he has more than 20 years of experience in sales and media relations. Telling people they’re not meeting expectations and inspiring them to turn things around isn’t easy. Follow him on Twitter.
In fact, experience proved that the process is actually way more cumbersome and time-consuming than it should be. However, the gargantuan task of exporting my unwieldy list grew no less daunting just because I was finally excited about eBird. The agony of eBird is the tremendous barrier to entry to switch over from another format.
Alas, the trip was over too soon but I left with a very positive impression of Honduras with its interesting biogeography, beautiful preserves, rich biodiversity, and hospitable people. Red-capped Manakin is a common bird along the forest trails at Pico Bonito. Photo by James Adams. Trips Central America cotinga Honduras Pico Bonito'
The food was better than decent, which exceeds our experience of Panamanian cuisine at most other locations. Radisson Summit Hotel and Golf Panama really serves a superior birding experience, just by nature of the amazing forest surrounding it. Make sure you can do the same. BIRDING NOTES. Unfortunately, I walked it in a downpour.
But alas, we' re too important and special to "manage," and every human pregnancy is treated as a sacred, blessed event, while we kill the kittens inside pregnant feral cats every day without batting an eyelash, and in fact we're relieved when we can catch one who's pregnant, as that's x number of cats who don't have to come into this world.
There was plenty of passion and humility to go around, and it was a great experience. Alas, my 150-600 mm lens was declared dead the day before, so my 300 mm photos are not up to the level of the outing.). Three are biology students, one is an elementary-school science teacher, and I am a birding, well, fanatic.
The open, dry habitat was perfect for it and the experience was so real, it was almost painful to wake up but alas, no Loggerhead Shrike, just a vivid dream of a migrant bird that could make a mega appearance in Costa Rica.
Alas, I’m still stranded in the Northeast U.S., If you’ve blogged about your weekend experience, you should include a link in your comment. I hope your transition to a new year involves as much of that last activity as you could hope for. How about you?
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