Owl Update

In a previous post, I documented an attempt to entice a resident Eastern Screech Owl into a nest box.  After several weeks of observation, I was finally able to find the owl's current roost.  Although the camoflauge was perfect, two very upset chickadees finally gave him away.
Sasha and I have spotted this owl in the Countryhouse V mailbox area on several occasions.  He can be heard making his distinct call right at dusk.  Since I don't want to discourage him from finding a mate, and settling down here in Fearrington, I won't divulge his secret hideaway.  Just know that he's quite content where he is.
I also did some reseach on the decline of Barn Owls in the piedmont.  Apparently, loss of good habitat, ingestion of rat poisons, and predation by Great Horned Owls are the primary culprits.  As farmland is converted to suburbs, and old fields begin to fill in with trees again, Barn Owls are forced out, and Great Horned Owls move in.  And yes, owls eat other owls, with the largest bird usually getting the spoils (Great Horned Owls are apex predators).  I plan on building a Barn Owl nest box in the near future, to help with a local recovery.  In the meantime, let's hope all our resident owls can get along, and that the little Screech Owl doesn't end up on a menu.

Rare Winter Visitors

I'm originally from Florida, so I'm very familiar with the term "snow bird."  Every year, millions of North Americans travel south, seeking respite from cold winter days and nights.  It's no different for our avian friends, the birds, who have been migrating north to south and back again since the age of the dinosaurs.
Unlike humans, however, birds aren't seeking warmth and sunshine in winter. Birds are typically unfazed by cold temperatures, due to the warming effects of their feathers.  What drives most avian species south is a lack of food supply up north. Snow, ice, and inclement weather can also make food gathering too much of a challenge.
Typical winter species in the piedmont of North Carolina include Yellow-rumped Warbler, White-throated Sparrow, Hermit Thrush, the two Kinglet species, Brown Creeper and Yellow-bellied Sapsucker.  Most casual observers will notice an influx of ducks and geese in winter. There are some bird species that can hack winters further north, due to an ability to exploit a niche in the food supply. When even these food sources plummet, however, which can happen every few years, it forces hardy species southward in what is termed an "irruption." Crossbills, Red-breasted Nuthatches, and Pine Siskins are a few of the irruptive species that can sometimes be found in the North Carolina piedmont.
Two years ago, I had a Red-breasted Nuthatch at my feeder for two or three months, along with Pine Siskins, a member of the finch family.  Last winter, because of plenty of food up north, I saw neither of these two species.  This winter they are back, especially the siskins.  All winter, I've hosted as many as 25 of these birds at my feeders.

Pine Siskins are close relatives of the goldfinches, and are often found within flocks of the locally common American Goldfinch.  Like their relatives, siskins are fond of thistle seed, and will find a feeder filled with this food in due time.  To the casual observer, it would be easy to confuse siskins with their cousins, since goldfinches are drab in winter.  Close inspection, however, reveals a thinner, pointier bill and heavy brown streaking on the breast.  Also, siskins are garrulous wherever they are, and can often be heard making their buzzy "zzzzrrrrrrrreeeeee" sound from way up in the trees.  Listen for them anywhere there are pines.  Two years ago, I had a flock of siskins at my feeders all the way up to early June!!

Pine Siskins are perhaps the most common irruptive species we have in this area. This year, however, I had the opportunity to drive a half hour west to Graham, North Carolina, to see a much rarer species.  Though the Common Redpoll lives up to its name in parts of Canada and Alaska, in the North Carolina piedmont a single bird can become a celebrity.  A fellow birdwatcher had one show up at her feeder this February, and soon the entire birding community was flocking to see it. Check out the red cap, which sets this sparrow sized bird apart from other species.  The Common Redpoll was a "lifer" for me, and I hold out hope that one day I'll see one in my yard, mixed in with an irruptive flock of siskins and my more typical winter friends.

Owl Season

I've been busy this winter, so I haven't had much time to post.  One of the reasons I've been AWOL is that I've been chasing owls for the past several months.  During a Christmas bird count on the Outer Banks, I heard my first Saw-Whet and Long-eared Owls (the latter was truly hair raising).  On a weekend jaunt to Belhaven NC, I managed to see my first Short-eared owls, two distant specimens flying like bats in the twilight.  Last weekend, I made a trip to Charlotte with some birding friends, and we had outstanding looks at a Great Horned Owl. Nearer to home, I mimicked a Barred Owl under a winter full moon, and had one fly right over my head.
My favorite member of the order Strigiformes, other than perhaps the northern Snowy Owl, is our local Eastern Screech Owl.  The above individual was photographed in the middle of a road, near Santee State Park in South Carolina, in 2007.  At first, I thought it was a pine cone, but noticing it had ear tufts, I hit the brakes, got out of the car, and snapped this photo with a Nikon "point and shoot" camera.  I was within twelve inches of this little guy, when I realized he must have been hit by a car.  (Notice the two different pupil diameters. . .I'm not sure if I'm over-personifying, but he looks like he got sucker punched and isn't too happy about it).  He later flew off into the night, apparently OK.
Ever since that encounter, I've had a special affection for these fairly common, but elusive critters.  Like cute little stuffed animals from the store, Eastern Screech Owls come in two separate colors, one reddish brown, like our friend above, and a paler, grey morph.  Eastern Screech Owls belong to the genus megascops (big-eyes), which are widely distributed (I saw Pacific Screech Owls in Costa Rica).  Locally, they can be found almost anywhere, typically near dense woods, and being cavity nesters, they can be enticed to nest in owl boxes.
Three weeks ago, my partner Sasha had a dream.  In the dream, a Screech Owl came to her, as if to give her some shamanic guidance.  The next day, Sasha remembered the dream, and went for a walk along the edge of some woods near our house, right around dusk.  Lo and behold, she found her Screech Owl, sitting atop a telephone pole.
This was a significant event for us, not only because it confirmed Sasha's gift for animal communication (she also "found" the Short-eared Owls for me in January), but because we'd never seen a Screech Owl in Chatham County.  If you read the first post of this blog, you will see that Eastern Screech Owl was high on my wish list for Fearrington Village, where we live.
When we visited the location the following night, the Screech Owl was in the same general area, hunting moths, and after perching in the trees, doing its haunting trill.  "Screech Owl" is, in fact, a bit of a misnomer.  Of the two typical sounds the bird makes, one is like a neighing horse, the other is like a lilting, hypnotic love song in the night, a series of rapid fire hoots that will charm even the most casual listnener.  The Long-eared Owl, and the Barn Owl I heard last fall. . .those birds could screech!
In any case, once I found out this bird was in my neighborhood, I immediately set myself to the task of building it a home.  My friend Ken, who is handy with these kinds of things, agreed to help me.  So off I went to Lowe's to purchase the lumber and supplies.  Having spent way too much time and money, we took comfort that this home was built to last.  We dubbed it the "Hoot Carlton."

Now that the owl box was built, we had to put it up.  Since Fearrington has many prying eyes, and loads of rules, we decided to put it up in a clandestine manner.  Yes, this is a secret owl box, perfectly camoflauged, the whereabouts of which are known only by three people.  Once I get some permanent residents in the Hoot Carlton, I might let some of my neighbors in on the secret.  Maybe.
Here's Ken putting the box way up in a tree.  Nearby is a field, where the owl has been seen hunting on several occasions.

I will let you know if our little Eastern Screech Owl finds a mate, and sets up residence.  This is the third owl species I've seen and heard in Fearrington Village, along with the Great Horned and the Barred.  The only real remaining possibility is the Barn Owl, which would have perfect habitat near the main entrance, with an open silo just waiting to be utilized.  I plan on exploring why our Barn Owl population in Chatham is so poor, when there are plenty of barns to live in.  In the meantime, I take comfort in the fact that the cute little Screech Owl lives so close to home.

Hummers

     Mention "hummers" in the Research Triangle region of North Carolina, and most will conjure images of the maligned sports utility vehicle.  To birders,  however, "hummers" refer to the most remarkable of all bird groupings, the hummingbirds of the family Trochilidae.  In our region, we have but one species that is a true seasonal resident, the Ruby-throated Hummingbird.

     On a November trip to Costa Rica in 2007, I was delighted to see several species of wintering hummingbird, but I was most dazzled by our very own Ruby-throat, which winters in Central America and breeds in the eastern US.  It astonished me that these tiny birds, not much bigger than bumblebees, could migrate such long distances.  Even more remarkably, many of those Ruby-throats had made their migratory journeys over the open waters of the Gulf of Mexico!  The following spring, back home in Fearrington Village, I had developed an extra appreciation for these miraculous little creatures that suddenly appeared in April and May.
     In order to fuel up for spring and fall migration, Ruby-throats get busy by drinking lots of nectar.  Humans assist this process by placing outdoor feeders, typically filled with sugar water.  Around here, the feeders are mostly quiet during the summer, as Ruby-throats breed and gather nectar from flowering plants like Virginia Creeper.  But come late August and early September, as migration nears, feeders can be swarming with hummers, especially with juvenile birds just learning to fend for themselves.  Prime feeding spots, like outdoor feeders, can bring out fierce territorial behavior in these birds.
    Typically, one Ruby-throat asserts its dominance at a certain feeder, and spends much of the day chasing off other birds.  The defense of these feeding spots can be quite vicious, as many a gardener preparing his fall garden can confirm.  The reward for all this arial jousting is sugar, the ingredient that fuels the hummingbird's voracious metabolic engine.
     In a few weeks, most of the hummers will be gone from this area of the Piedmont, as they head back to Central America for the winter.  Successful birds will survive to attempt next year's spring migration, all for the chance to pass on genes to the next generation.  In the meantime, I will be appreciating these little gems at my feeder, wondering where "my" birds will end up come November.

Taking Flight

Fearrington Village, which lies in the Haw River basin near Chapel Hill, North Carolina, is best known for its resident cows, rare Belted Galloways originally imported from Scotland.  The Village is also a popular retirement community, a unique dining and shopping destination, and home to one of the finest country inns in the Southeast.  What is less known about Fearrington Village is that it is also home to over 100 species of birds.  Many of these birds, like me, live here year round.  Others, like some of our retired residents, live here seasonally.  Still others, like our guests at the Fearrington Inn and Restaurant, may seek respite for a day or two before moving on.
I know that there are over 100 species of birds here, because I've counted 'em.  Species number 53 was the richly colored Indigo Bunting, pictured above, which I first saw in Fearrington in the spring of 2008.  This August, I finally cracked the century mark with a pair of Yellow-billed Cuckoos in my front yard.  There are some fairly common birds that I haven't yet seen, but I'm sure are here at least part of the year, like the Eastern Screech Owl and the lonesome Whip-poor-will.  There are plenty of migrants, too, that are likely to catch my eye sooner or later.  On any given day, though, no matter what time of year,  I can count on seeing 40 to 50 species in a two hour period, something any bird enthusiast would enjoy.
I first began birding seriously in 2005, after a trip to Trinidad and Tobago awakened me to the beauty of avian life.  When I returned to North Carolina, I was amazed at how many local birds I had never seen, including spectacular species that could be found in my own neighborhood.  I have come to believe that most of us would do more to protect vital habitat for bird species if we only knew what was around us.  The aim of this blog is to help residents and visitors of Fearrington Village, and the surrounding Piedmont, to learn about, and to protect, birds and the ecosystems they live in.
I will attempt to post my local birding exploits, with photographs when available, along with some helpful information about what I've seen and where.  Residents and visitors of Fearrington Village will, I hope, get some valuable information as to where to look for birds during certain times of the year.  Feel free to comment, to send a request, or to contact me directly.  If I have time (unlike most of my neighbors, I'm far from retired), I will be happy to take you out for a neighborhood bird walk.  Otherwise, enjoy the blog, and if you happen to find yourself in Fearrington Village, don't forget to bring your binoculars.