Whenever I walk along the shores at Col. Sam Smith Park in November, I am always on the lookout for an American Pipit. These little birds, which look a bit like Yellow-rumped warblers, are on their way from the Hudson Bay region to the southern USA and Central America.
We had a small flock this morning and I was able to photograph this one:
I certainly wasn’t anticipating seeing an eastern Bluebird. These little beauties, which were common in the Toronto area until the 1920’s arrival of the more aggressive Starling, are usually seen in more rural areas where they sit on fence posts in grassy areas with scattered trees. One found a wooden bench to perch on and then allowed us a close look as it moved from tree to tree.
NATURE SONG LYRIC
And when he sings to you
Though you’re deep in blue
You will see a ray of light creep through
And so remember this, life is no abyss
Somewhere there’s a bluebird of happiness – Edward Heyman 1934