Willow Flycatcher on the way out
It was still plenty early so I went to the other part of Bolton Flats (on the road that gets you to Oxbow) to see if I could get in that way as I wanted the Marsh Wrens and for the life of me I couldn't figure out where they'd be on the regular side (without waders), so was hoping for an entrance there, but I'd strike out on that too as the bridge was broken so it led to nowhere but what else is new. ;-). I did run into this painted turtle making his way to water though. Here he is giving me the hairy eyeball.
After a quick trip to Oxbow I decided to head to Pine Hill Road for the Vesper Sparrow. The sun would be out in full force and I'd be reminded how toasty the place can get during mid day which is normally when I frequent the place!
The regulars would still be out and engaging in song, including the Field Sparrows, Prairie Warblers and of course the Eastern Towhees, including the very handsome male below who was getting out of the sun and just chilling in the shade.
My last stop for the day would be Purgatory Chasm for the Red-breasted Nuthatch and realize it was a mistake as soon as I entered the parking lot which was jammed with people and mini grills and filled with spring fever. I'd make my way to one of the places the nuthatch is known to hang out at, but all would be quiet. I was figuring he and all the other birds couldn't take the zoo of people all around and headed further into the woods and I can't say that I blame them! After that it would be the spot in Sutton for the Grasshopper Sparrow and they didn't disappoint and there wouldn't be a soul around which was nice after Purgatory!
Sunday would be Quabbin and I'd get there for 7. The woods would be alive with song as soon as I got out of my car which is always a good sign. It would be a chorus of warblers including the usuals and finally after a while my FOY Blackburnian which is one of the main reasons why I went there besides a good hike to burn off the ice cream and beer I've been consuming lately!
I'd be majing my way through a path and would see a bird that would catch my eye as it was on the ground and didn't fly when I was near and was thrilled to see that it would be my FOY Purple Finch.
I'd make my way here and there, being lost in thought and birds which is so me so decided to take pictures of some of the sign marks just in case I got lost which is also so me, but that's what makes it so fun sometimes.
After all of the hiking my legs would start aching so I'd look for a spot to eat an early lunch (my birding staple which is a cheese and yellow mustard sandwich on cheap bread, YUM!). I'd find a small pond where all bird song would be quiet except for the blackbirds, so thought this would be the perfect spot.
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