We are lucky to have the birder, recorder and bard of Snake Mtn.
> On Sep 17, 2019, at 6:36 AM, Ted Levin <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> I thoroughly enjoy reading your reports. Good stuff!
> On Tue, Sep 17, 2019 at 4:49 AM Ian Worley <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>> In the last 24 hours, while listening at night for owls and
>> whip-poor-wills (no solicitations made) I encountered these busy folks:
>> Two Great Horned Owls in woods behind our house, above a small pasture.
>> One steadily singing a hoot song and the other responding occasionally
>> with a variety of squawks and whines.
>> Two Barred Owls from another part of those woods up the mountain a bit,
>> carrying on with "Who cooks for you" songs plus hoots, hoos, and
>> hooawws. Male and female judging by the different pitches of their voices.
>> One Catbird, commenting on the night from a shrubby roost by the corner
>> of the porch.
>> The honking of a single Canada Goose way up high in the starry sky
>> winging south, as the light of a north-bound solitary jet much higher up
>> carries its nocturnal passengers to some distant continent .... and
>> higher yet the bright star-like point of light of a satellite making yet
>> another circle of earth from east to west passed the moon, our elder
>> The resident summer and now autumn Eastern Screech Owl purring its
>> persistent, soft tremolo from behind the barn .... who never broke
>> stride during a sudden outburst of quiet-of-the-night-shattering
>> screams, shrieks, and howling of outrageously loud rendezvousing coyotes
>> along their trail that passes the barn just out of sight in shrubby ledges.
>> One flying squirrel that sailed by me in the 3:00am moonlight, out of a
>> tall spruce into a pile of early fallen cones of another spruce.
>> And down the road, just after the end of Civil Twilight last evening, at
>> their summer home three remaining Whip-poor-wills, and perhaps a fourth,
>> still singing their songs as moth-food flew by silhouetted in the light
>> of a bright waning full moon. These songs soon will quiet as the
>> families wing south for the winter.
>> As I am concluding this note at 4:22am, the Screech Owl continues its
>> tremolos from some perch just off the back porch, loud enough I can hear
>> it from every room of the house.