… the tough definitely get going. Yesterday, as temperatures hovered around 19 or 20 degrees and winds gusts of 15 MPH lashed down narrow beaches, a light crew braved frostbite at dawn for the Christmas Bird Count. The weather was harsh and inhospitable for man and beast, even dangerous, yet it was an amazing count of birds under these conditions.
Hundreds and hundreds of ducks and geese and swans were counted on the water. Angry white caps on the open water made it time consuming to identify water birds far from shore but the more experienced birders prevailed. On the shoreline, ice flows like plate tectonics heaved to and fro in the first 50 feet of the rivers.
Inside our 15-mile diameter circle, we found most inland birds hunkered down in protection from the wind. But eventually they must feed and during those times we counted amazing numbers and varieties of woodpeckers, cedar waxwings, vulture, sparrows, hawks, warblers, robins, cardinals, bluebirds, blackbirds and so forth.
Although the waxwings have not visited our foster holly, we found them stripping clean Bradford Pears lining a driveway allée. The homeowner said he would like to replace his many Bradfords that have split time and time again in storms, but the sight of birds feasting on the tiny fruit each winter holds him back. Seeing the birds feed, I agree with him. Eventually, he plans to replace the trees with Chanticleer ornamental pear trees that are less likely to split.
Most unusual bird spotted: a rooster. We did not count him. What we did not see: our eagles. Bummer News: My camera froze after 15 photos. Best news: We managed to count all day without frostbite.
Ann Hohenberger, The Garden Club of Gloucester