Posted by: atowhee | March 25, 2017

STELLER CITY

March 25, 2017

This morning Nora and I birded in Corzine Creek Non-Park.  It’s west of Hwy 18 on the southwest edge of town and across that highway from the Custom Baking Company which makes the best scones in Yamhill County. The scones is what had us out early.  I didn’t want to risk the bakery running out.

This woods has a sign saying it is a future city park.  That’s at an access pint at the north end of McBee Street.  The forest has many large oak and Doug-fir and maples.  Most of the trees are being choked by ivy.  The ground is heavily covered by dense berry vines and the ivy.  There are narrow, primitive footpaths wide enough for one leg at a time.

As soon as we entered the woods the Steller’s Jays derided our presence.  Their squalling had all the subtlety of a Presidential twitterstorm.  The jays moved about the treetops exercising their property rights with vocal barrages and the sort of attention you might get at an airport screening these days.  Those jays were demanding to see our papers.  They should have been red, not blue.

About twenty feet up a Bewick’s Wren had found a canopy hole allowing sunshine in.  He was singing with his head thrown back and those pure, strong wren notes filling the forest.  If only the jays would stop and listen…but they are not good listeners as we know.  Song Sparrows, Robins, Spotted Towhee, Bushtits, Downy, Flicker filled out the bird roster.  On the forest edge were a group of blooming plums.

In the afternoon we walked the homeland.  At Michelbook and 13th there was a pair of White-breasted Nuthatches in the oaks.  Feeding together, I assumed they were a mated pair.  Two Anna’s Hummingbirds were disputing control of a small blooming plum tree with purplish flowers.  Just 20 yards away a much large white plum tree looked unclaimed.  There, as all over town, a flicker was calling.

Not far away I saw a flicker and collared-dive sitting side-by-side.  The dove was calling.  Three trees away was a parallel pair: flicker and dove.  Only this time it was a male flicker calling, the dove remaining silent.  In our garden this afternoon one male House Finch was warbling and buzzing non-stop.

 

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  1. The jays moved about the treetops exercising their property rights with vocal barrages and the sort of attention you might get at an airport screening these days. Those jays were demanding to see our papers. They should have been red, not blue.

    So well put!


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