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The last bird count of 2021, and the beginning of a new wet era. (At least, it does feel as if our two-year drought is ending. We are hopeful.)
The highlight of the morning was an eruption of Meadowlarks: a shifting cloud of birds, over a dozen at least, exploding from the grass to tumble across the meadow, descending and disappearing before my old cranky camera could get ready.
Otherwise, bird-wise, this morning felt pretty sparse. We saw no raptors at all until we were nearly back to Escobar Gate. The clouds of migrating Robins and/or Cedar Waxwings have not appeared (yet??), leaving most of the ripe red Toyon berries begging.
I did see some deer gamboling through the chaparral and grassland. Four does, followed by a buck. And I encountered others occasionally.
This is a good year for mushrooms and other fungus.
Enjoying the turn of the seasons, hoping for more light — and expecting it after winter solstice, Dan
