Last Light on Bergen Peak - First Birds
Last Light on Bergen Peak |
Bergen Peak’s high summit has been streaked with eternal snow all year long and the mountain’s east face is displayed like a silver facade. Ribbons of gray clouds fill the sullen sky, creating a forbidding flyway.
During the transition between seasons, a mighty wind is funneled down through the foothills’ many drainages. It’s as if the powerful breeze banishes the current, lingering season and brings forth the stubborn, new one.
After such a cold and stormy winter, the still frozen lakes and ponds have delayed the arrival of our feathered migrants. Despite harsh conditions, the first birds I’ve seen were a flock of famished American robins.
The long flight apparently infused the red-breasted marauders with a voracious appetite. The birds were observed on the rocky slopes plucking blue berries from the fringes of a fresh juniper bush.
The robins’ signature calls betrayed their frantic activity that added some color and interest to an otherwise dull and lifeless landscape. I can tell it won’t be long now before the rest of the clan arrives and raises a raucous over nest construction and territory defense.
A feathered migrant |
Transition between seasons |
Wind is funneled through a drainage |
A cold and stormy winter |
A silver facade |
A forbidding flyway |
Streaked with white snow |
Robins were first to arrive |
A voracious appetite |
On the fringes of a juniper bush |
They added color to the landscape |
Love those robins. Such clear images. Well done!
ReplyDeleteFirst arrivals and I was able to get a few lucky shots! Thanks!
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