I stayed up a couple hours when I took the pooch out at 5:30AM, so I ended up sleeping until 11AM. After letting the Mighty Dachshund dump and drain, we sat on the porch, I in my shirt sleeves, she on the welcome mat under a doubled bath towel. The light rain stopped a few minutes after we sat down. There wasn’t much activity on the road OR in the woods today. I heard one nuthatch, but there was probably a pair. A couple bluebirds foraged in the edge of the woods and a lone bluejay. The sound of the traffic on the four-lane two miles away was evident.
For the last several years, I’ve been seeing bluebirds all winter long. It got me to wondering if they just go to the woods like many robins, rather than migrate. I looked up both birds and found that some robins don’t migrate at all, some migrate a great distance, and some migrate south only far enough to find an average temperature of 36F. Apparently it’s a similar situation with bluebirds. I also read that where the migrants stop is greatly decided by food and local populations. So, now I know.
After about a half-hour, the missus hollered that lunch was ready, so we went in. Copyright 2019