My day started by oversleeping (of all days) and thank goodness I was already in Rhode Island and therefore only 15 minutes late. I was the one who fell in the mud, "Baby Steps," Jeff advised afterwards, and it worked. At least it was the mud I fell in and not the water! After that the day went smoothly. Many laughs and good birding and other discussions with old and new friends. Dawn and Jeff of Dawns bloggy blog http://dawnandjeffsblog.blogspot.com/ did a fantastic job of organizing and scouting out the places we birded, Thank You!
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"Don't you even think about getting near my fish; somebody already ate half of it."   Fledgling Black-billed Cuckoo When we first saw this bird that John (Birdman from Bridgewater) found, the parent was feeding it a rather large green grasshopper. It was amazing to watch. The parent held onto the grasshopper while the fledgling would grab on and chew and then let go. This went on for a good five minutes until the fledgeling got the grasshopper to a point it could swallow it.   This particular bird just weaved in and out of the brush and across the path as if non of us were there.   |
