Anywhere I have lived, there seem to be two lulls in the birding year. One is after nesting season, when the songbirds molt and tend to hide away, before the excitement of fall migration. The other happens around the official beginning of spring. Some of the winter visitors have departed, yet their places have not been filled by new arrivals.
This morning was a good illustration. As I walked our local patch, it was nice to hear the cardinals and yellowthroats singing. A few Palm Warblers lingered, most of them of the brighter eastern subspecies.
You know that birding has slowed down …
…when you notice that a Northern Cardinal is so bright and beautiful:
…when a “Yellow” Palm Warbler provides a pleasant break from the duller ones that you took for granted all winter:
…when this Great Egret, so commonplace, is a welcome subject in graceful flight:
…when furry things distract you from the feathery:
…when, suddenly, slithery things, like this Brown Anole, become fascinating:
…when you start to notice how many butterflies are around, like this Gulf Fritillary:
…when you realize that even this Halloween Pennant dragonfly has an interesting face: