31 May, 1 June

 31 May

eBird data: https://ebird.org/checklist/S89365260

Weather:  7 am 14 C wind SE 2, 12m 19 C wind N7, humid, intermittent cloud

Tide:  9:30 am 3.8m, falling

 1 June

eBird Data: https://ebird.org/checklist/S89432409

Weather:  7 am 15C wind WNW 2, 12 m 23 C wind N8  humid, sunny

Tide 9:30 am 3.5m, high tide, turning


Two summer mornings:  The days begin early now, with sunrise at 5 am, and the birds awakening before that.  I have an early breakfast and make my way to the Estuary paths by 6:30.  I wish someone was there before me--the shrubbery is full of cobwebs, which leave me somewhat itchy.

Still, the mornings are beautiful as a summer morning can be, and there are abundant birds and other wildlife.

Yesterday there was a flock of band-tailed pigeons making their pigeon noises:


And a flock of cedar waxwings has made its way here.  Pretty birds, although I still associate them with horrible messes from their roosting above my truck in Sacramento.  Dick Cannings writes of them that they have the shortest gut of any bird, so berries, persimmons, etc. aren't really digested, but just pass through.  Ick.

Still, pretty birds.


The wild roses and the forest must be at their summer peak.



There are apparently lots of newly hatched birds--I often see adults carrying bugs to their nestlings.



...Quite a beakful!

The flickers that I watched carving out their nest cavity last month are still tending their young.  


I found Dad peeking out from the nest today--kids array themselves at the bottom of then nest cavity.

The tide was fairly high both days,  with clouds over the mainland.


There was a quite handsome pair of ravens along the river


They were very chatty, and not even slightly shy.  I got the impression they were young--perhaps because they're rather slender, but their plumage is that of adult birds.  

There's always something new here.  A gift.




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