"Widely hailed as the most gifted songster in all of North America, the hermit thrush is the inspiration of countless poets—and words like serene and ethereal only begin to convey the magic of his song," writes Donald Kroodsma.
We had an enjoyable workshop at the nature center this morning about winter birds: the species that spend their winters in the Tennessee Valley.
On a walk after wards, the most memorable thing we found were three hermit thrushes together. Unfortunately, they weren't singing. The small thrushes only spend their winters here. They are not looking for mates or defining territory. There's no need to sing. That's our lose.
We did notice that there was some sort of scuffle; a confrontation over something unknown. Perhaps it was a trio of hormonal teenagers, full of spit and vinegar (not official terminology, birds contain 0 percent vinegar).
You generally see only one hermit thrush, hence the name—hermit, i.e. loner. Three together was unusual, thrilling.
Special thanks to all that attending the class.
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