The annual late winter count of birds is over. I spent a part of every day of the four-day weekend counting the birds in my own backyard.
I did my count while working in the yard, so I can't say that I was entirely focused on birds. Still, the count was pretty successful, with a total of twenty-eight species turning out to be counted. Unfortunately, as always, there were some species that show up regularly in the yard but didn't make an appearance during the weekend and so don't appear on my census.
The first birds to appear on my count were, not surprisingly, the ever-present White-winged Doves.
And the last one, recorded late yesterday, was a particularly colorful Pine Warbler. Looks like he's about ready for spring.
In between, here's a list of everything that I saw in, around, or flying over my yard.
This is the eighteenth year that I've done this count and this species count is about average for most years, but the actual total of individual birds was fewer this year. I'm not sure what, if anything in particular, that means; it may just be the randomness of birds wandering or my lack of attention in doing the count. Time will tell. But it is always a revelation to me to see the number and variety of species that pass through my yard at any given period of time. It's a reminder, as if I needed one, that Nature is very much present as an actor in my garden and in my daily life.