Lisa and I got in some very brief, but very pleasurable and very efficient, birding Sunday morning with our dear friend Peter Kaestner, who, with his family, is now back from India.
We were chasing a Scissor-Tailed Flycatcher, a marvelous bird not often seen in these parts. It had been hanging around for a week just a couple of miles outside the lovely little Eastern Shore town of Sudlersville, Maryland. (Sudlersville, as everyone knows, is the birthplace of baseball hall of famer Jimmie Foxx, and there’s a statue in the center of town to commemerate him).
We headed north of town to the spot where the bird had been, well, spot-ted. Cruising down a two-lane country road, Peter and I both eyed a bird on a telephone wire. We slowed. We stopped. We turned around. We looked. Bingo.
Warren’s and Lisa’s cameras — yes, cameras - were on the blink, but Peter took both these lovely shots. We’re grateful he shared them with us for Birdcouple-blogging purposes.
Here’s another of Peter’s shots. You can clearly see where the long tail-streamers have broken off. Is this molt? A juvenile bird? Birdcouple must research and find out!
Then it was off to a nearby sod farm, where we ran into friends Ross Geredien and Dave Curson, and enjoyed shorebirds, like Pectoral Sandpiper, Lesser Yellowlegs and American Golden-Plover. Then, all too soon, it was time to say goodbye to Peter and friends, and head home … for a sunset cruise in a schooner. But that’s another post.
