Hi Jane and Birding Aficionados,
One week left to the election and I am still donning my canvassing hat more often than my birding hat. Hopefully my next blog will be based on some serious birding.
I can only report that I read with a twinge of jealousy Shantanu Phukan’s eBird report this week about once again hearing (but not seeing) a SORA, the sound emerging from among the tules down by the Laurel Street Bridge. I bustled down there this morning at about the same hour that Shantanu heard this elusive creature – but no luck.
So here I am again – borrowing from Google a photo of this shy and solitary member of the rail family, so different than it’s gregarious and social cousin, the common American Coot who is also reappearing in large numbers on the River these days. Here’s a photo that I took of a Sora in 2015, in its most typical, hidden-from-view, spot.
Soras breed as far north as the Yukon and Northwest Territories of Canada, then fly back along the California Coast about this time of year on their way to Mexico and points south. The Central Coast of California is the only spot in the entire U.S. where Soras are reported to also dwell year-round. I wonder if Shantanu’s Sora is a migrant or a regular. I suspect the former since she is being reported during the fall migratory season and is rarely seen at other times.
Here, for comparison, are the Sora’s cousins, the highly visible and gregarious AMERICAN COOTS .
Also in the heard but not seen category was a GREAT-HORNED OWL heard from the direction of the River last Friday night as I was sitting around a campfire here at El Rio.. So good to know they are out there.
And shortly afterwards we heard the almost nightly cries of coyotes who are rumored to be parading down the riverwalk and even wandering into the mobile home park. My friend Batya says she often hears the coyotes responding to the sirens of the ambulances at night. I love it when nature begins to encroach on civilization.
Quote of the Week:
“Contemplating the lace-like fabric of streams outspread over the mountains, we are reminded that everything is flowing, going somewhere, animals and so-called lifeless rocks as well as water. Rocks flow from volcanoes like water from springs, while the stars go streaming through space pulsed on and on forever like blood globules in Nature’s warm heart.” John Muir
May we vote for those people and measures that we judge best suited to nourish the flow of life on our amazing planet.