|Posted on September 25, 2014 at 1:45 PM|
A lifer, aka life-bird, is a bird you've never seen before in your life. The same concept applies to yard-birds, year-birds, month-birds, state-birds, country-birds, ABA-birds, region-birds, or whatever else you can dream up.
Migration is in full swing right now, and oh do I wish I did not have any obligations for a few months. Even as I write this, there are mudflats teeming with shorebirds, their whirring flocks glittering in the morning sun as they careen from bank to bank. There are forests crammed with warblers, their tiny chip calls intersecting to form one large orchestra of communication. There are waters turned over by seaducks, their never-ending flocks in flight, each directly behind the one before it. But I am confined to the reaches of my desk, and it is from an exotic birding trip to my porch that I report my latest life-bird.
A Nashville Warbler by day, and a nondescript migrating passerine by night, this bird travels from its breeding grounds in northern deciduous forests to Central America for the winter. A small, round bird, the Nashville Warbler sports a yellow underside and a light grayish upperside. It wields a thin, sharp bill, and comes with a bright eye-ring that makes it look eternally startled. Fully certified as cute, I am one of few to go 14 years without seeing a single one.
I suppose I've told you enough about it, so here are the photos!
(Note: warblers are extremely hard to photograph, and this bird provided me with 7 seconds of viewing time before it disappeared permanently. These shots were the best I could do!)
Photos and text by Davey Walters. Copyright 2014.