Yesterday on a 5 mile run, I noticed a Common Yellowthroat in the brush. Never one to miss an opportunity to stop, I “paused” for a few minutes to watch him. About a mile later I came to a place where a stream passed under the road and being an avid birder (and needing a rest), I phished out a Common Yellowthroat on the right side of the road . . . and again another 50 yards later. Another stream with a mile to go produced another Common.
Ingrid refers to this year as “The Year of the Common Yellowthroat”, as they are everywhere.
I was running a course on the east side of Westport Island, so on my drive I decided to stop at a small lily pad pond and try my magical Yellowthroat phishing skills again.
As expected, a Common came right out. But a few seconds later a rather dark and small sparrow popped up out of the marsh . . . and it didn’t look like the ever-present Song Sparrow. I assumed it was a Swamp Sparrow, so I grabbed the camera and got a few shots.
When Ingrid and I looked at them we were confident that it wasn’t a Swamp . . . but a hard to find Lincoln’s Sparrow.
This morning we went out early and got some better photos, confirming the Lincoln’s . . . a lifer for us!!!