Mourning Dove
March 15th, 2010
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Ode To Goldeneyes
March 14th, 2010
Those of you who've only recently joined me may not have heard my "goldeneye
spiel" yet. So here it is:
I love
Common
Goldeneyes. They are my sentimental favorite of all Canadian ducks. They
may not be the most beautiful of all ducks (though they are beautiful), and
they certainly aren't the rarest of all ducks. They are arguably the
toughest of all ducks, and for that, among other things, I love them.
Goldeneyes are diving ducks. This class of waterfowl is less familiar to most
people, because they tend to be very wild and swim far from shore. Unlike
"dabbling ducks" who feed by picking at the surface of the water, tipping up,
or even foraging on land, diving ducks forage by submerging entirely
underwater. Bird-watching with them can be an exercise in patience. If they're
busily feeding, you get to watch only for seconds at a time before they go
*bloop* and disappear.
Diving ducks are truly aquatic birds. Most of them never go onto land except
to nest. Their adaptations for diving have rendered them ungainly in flight.
They have to flap fast to stay in the air, and while a dabbler, such as a
mallard, can spring right up out of the water, a diver has to patter furiously
along the surface for some meters before it can lift off.
Why do I love Common Goldeneyes? Well, because they're gorgeous, for starters.
Brilliant white, heads glossed with iridescent green, bright yellow eyes. None
of the photos I've posted do justice to them (
this
is the closest I've come); these guys just don't come close enough to shore
for a quality close-up, unless you've got a way longer lens than I've got. The
only way to really appreciate them is with a good set of binoculars.
And because as an Ottawan I have a certain sense of...well, ownership. Common
Goldeneyes are "ours" for five months out of the year. They spend the winter
with us, in large numbers. The humble little Rideau River is one of their
favorite wintering grounds. In fact one of the photos on their Wikipedia page
was even taken on the Rideau.
And because their courtship rituals are the nuttiest thing I've ever seen. A
male swims along, and all of a sudden he pops his head 180 degrees back, as
far as it will go. It happens so fast you'd think he was spring-loaded.
And because they kick ass. Very few waterfowl winter inland as far north as
the goldeneyes do--and most of those who do depend on humans to feed them.
Goldeneyes shun humans, catch all their own food and not only survive Canadian
winter, but
thrive in it. Even in 30 below when the Mallards and Blacks
are all huddled up on shore, hiding their faces and trying to stay warm, the
goldeneyes are out there, splashing and diving and not looking at all
perturbed. They can be seen, too, in the pounding rapids of the Ottawa River,
braving the waves and the current.
Now it's coming time for them to head back to their breeding grounds in the
north. Those wintering here will leave; others, wintering further south, will
move through. Goldeneyes, like most ducks, pair off on their wintering
grounds, with the pairs travelling together in spring migration.
Many males have already attracted a mate.
Others are still trying...
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At least one
Barrow's
Goldeneye (Common Goldeneye's rare-in-the-east close cousin) is still
present on the Rideau--and this time, he actually came close enough to shore
for me to get some half-decent photos! I even managed to capture his indigo
gloss in the second pic.
That's a female Common with him. They often seem to find these exotic males fascinating.
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Serenity
March 12th, 2010
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Where's Waldo?
March 10th, 2010
Arguably Canada's most well-camouflaged bird: the
Brown
Creeper.
Having taken about twenty shots in rapid succession, I managed to catch a
profile view of this guy: a rare occasion when a creeper was somewhere other
than plastered to the bark of a tree, and virtually invisible.
Creepers are another year-round species. I log most of my sightings of them in
winter and early spring, when they wander in diverse habitats in search of
food. Like nuthatches they're little birds that creep along tree trunks and
branches, probing the bark for food. (They survive in winter thanks to the
presence of hibernating insects.) Unlike nuthatches, they can't climb back
down; instead, having reached the top of one tree, they fly to the bottom of
the next one and spiral up again. The presence of a creeper is announced--if
you're lucky--by a faint high-pitched call, similar to a chickadee tweet, but
more high-pitched and drawn out.
This is what a Brown Creeper sighting usually looks like:
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Courtship Follies of the Common Merganser
March 9th, 2010
Photography along the Rideau yesterday morning was out. of. this. world. The
lighting was glorious and all the ducks were out in full glory, preening and
courting. I took home over 450 pictures to sort through.
The undisputed star of the day was the Common Mergansers. Seven males, one
female--and they all wanted her. They came rollicking along while I was
watching goldeneyes at Riverain Park. They were so engrossed in what they were
doing that they really didn't seem to care how close they got to me.
For many ducks, courtship has something to do with odd contortions: Common
Goldeneyes and Hooded Mergansers pop their heads back, Mallards bob their
heads up and down. For some reason, neck flexibility is important enough to
show it off. Not so the Common Mergansers. For them it's all about speed.
Perhaps it's because they're fish-eaters. Fish-eaters are more likely to have
a need for speed than, say, ducks who subsist on water weeds or mollusks.
So the males race and chase up and down the river, leaving a wake wherever
they go. They chase each other, they chase the female, they posture and
squabble. And sometimes the cheeky female gets right into the act!
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Some hairies
March 5th, 2010
Hairy
Woodpeckers are Downy Woodpeckers' jumbo twins. They're 2-3 inches bigger,
with disproportionately longer and stouter beaks, but otherwise identical. I
find them more truly woodpecker-like in their mannerisms, while Downies often
put me in mind of wannabe chickadees. But they're about as tame, and about as
likely to show up at feeders. This one was haunting a suet feeder in the
Hurdman woods, allowing me several excellent close-ups of him.
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Every bird deserves its day
March 4th, 2010
Imported from Europe in the mid-nineteenth century, now scraping out a living
in towns and cities across North America: the humble
House
Sparrow.
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Chilly Crows
March 3rd, 2010
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Standing Out
March 2nd, 2010
This is me playing with saturation.
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I'll call it fate
March 1st, 2010
The
Ottawa Field-Naturalists are doing a
four-day birding trip to Point Pelee this May. Spring migration at Point Pelee
is famous. It's one of the best spots for it in all North America. I've never
been there before.
I called today and:
- Every single spot is taken--except one. (I had no idea it would fill up so
fast. Okay, so they warned me "reserve early to avoid disappointment", but I
thought they were just, you know, saying that.)
- The one remaining spot requires me to stay in a single-occupancy hotel
room for the duration, resulting in a trip cost of approximately $900 instead
of $450. Aiieee!
- I have a big wad of unspent gift money from last Christmas+birthday that
just about totals the above.
I sent in my deposit and called it fate :-)
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