This weekend has been beautiful, if unseasonably cold. With Ingrid busy doing class work I did some pretty heavy birding. With the winter birds arriving and some late migrators hanging around . . . I had fun.
Late on Sunday after a couple hours at Reid State Park I was getting in the car when I heard a sharp call note at the other side of the almost empty parking lot. Landing in the middle of the median was an American Pipit . . . a nemesis bird that I last saw a couple years ago in California and only one other time in Maine.
Anyway, I immediately started photographing at a distance and was walking slowly toward the Bird. It was then I realized there were two little girls in my camera sightline, waiting for their Daddy to come out of the nearby Porta-Potty. When he emerged . . . it looked like I was photographing and approaching his daughters . . . not good . . . not good at all.
I quickly explained about the Pipit and Dad seemed genuinely interested (at least he didn’t kill me).
Other unusual (for Maine) Birds during the weekend . . .