A time fraught with hazards. This warbler didn’t make it. Perhaps it was taken by one of the Merlins scouring the air over the park lately, for raptors are on the move, too.
But also a time of new life, as a Common Yellowthroat in his first year makes his way south, towards the Southeast, Florida, or beyond into Central America. Will he survive? Will he come back this way in the spring, black face mask in full among the reeds and bushes, loudly giving his telltale “witchity witchity witchity”?
Migration
Published October 3, 2013 Fieldnotes Leave a CommentTags: birding, birds, Brooklyn, Brooklyn Bridge Park, Prospect Park
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