Mother of God, today was even hotter than yesterday at 107°. After living in Humboldt for six years this weather is really starting to get to me. Locke and I didn't make out to Middle Bar today due to his napping schedule and a WIC appointment in the afternoon, but we were able to squeeze in Howard Park between those times.
We spotted a bird that I see all the time, but until today hadn't made it onto the year list. The White-crowned Sparrow, one of the larger sparrows if not the largest in this region is a very blustery little bad-ass of a bird. In Humboldt we called them the "Regina Spektor" bird after a part in her song "On the Radio" that sounds a lot like the WCS's dialect for that region. We spotted them near the horse arena dancing around in the shady oaks.
We also spotted something that may have been a Yellow-rumped Warbler, but without certainty I won't include it yet.
We spotted a bird that I see all the time, but until today hadn't made it onto the year list. The White-crowned Sparrow, one of the larger sparrows if not the largest in this region is a very blustery little bad-ass of a bird. In Humboldt we called them the "Regina Spektor" bird after a part in her song "On the Radio" that sounds a lot like the WCS's dialect for that region. We spotted them near the horse arena dancing around in the shady oaks.
We also spotted something that may have been a Yellow-rumped Warbler, but without certainty I won't include it yet.
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