That you don’t watch a documentary on the Kentucky Bigfoot the night before you go banding alone before sunrise in a foggy misty field. That squirrels cutting walnuts from trees are potentially dangerous monsters. That howling coyotes and vocalizing barred owls are creepy when it’s dark and foggy. That you have to have a sense of humor and real dedication to be doing this…or be a little bit nuts.
The day warmed quickly and more birds started moving after the fog lifted. A new species for me was this lovely yellow-throated vireo.
Also banded a nice hermit thrush, easily separated from other thrushes by the noticeably reddish tail.
The colors are beginning to show and I’m enjoying the changes taking place in the field where I’m banding. I set up the feeders at home and I’m getting the first regulars – Carolina chickadees, white and red breasted nuthatches, tufted titmice, and red-bellied woodpeckers. Waiting for the goldfinches. They are in the fields, but haven’t hit the feeders yet.