Eloquent songsters of open marshes and woodlands, the thrushes include many familiar species. With narrow notched bills they feed on insects and fruit.
Eastern Bluebird populations increased by almost 2 percent per year between 1966 and 2010, according to the North American Breeding Bird Survey. Partners in Flight estimates the global breeding population at 22 million, with 86 percent spending part of the year in the U.S., 22 percent in Mexico, and 1 percent breeding in Canada.
They rate a 7 out of 20 on the Continental Concern Score and they are not on the 2012 Watch List. Eastern Bluebird populations fell in the early twentieth century as aggressive introduced species such as European Starlings and House Sparrows made available nest holes increasingly difficult for bluebirds to hold on to.
In the 1960s and 1970s establishment of bluebird trails and other nest box campaigns alleviated much of this competition, especially after people began using nest boxes designed to keep out the larger European Starling. Eastern Bluebird numbers have been recovering since.
For more information on this beautiful thrush, please visit this web-site – http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Eastern_Bluebird/id
~Sharing with Charlotte at Prairie Birder for Feathers on Friday
A few additional photos of our, February, 2014, visit to Eastbank camp-ground on Lake Seminole. We have moved on, slowly continuing our journey back to Colorado. We had a wonderful time at one of our most favorite places to spend a few days.
Kevin, can you spot Howard’s antenna?
Ever try to photograph bats, at night, in flight?
Camped among these pines were several ladies, perhaps a women’s club, in their RV’s each with at least one Kayak! They were having fun!
As we continued down the path, on our hike, we see an Eagle circling high in the air. All of a sudden the Eagle tucks its wings and begins to dive straight at the Red-shouldered Hawk. Thank goodness the Eagle does not strike the Hawk.
The Hawk flies up into the air and into the woods, the Eagle gives chase. We never saw the Hawk again. The poor Hawk was only trying to catch one Coot! Gee, so many Coots, why can’t you share?
The Eagle then perches in a tree looking around, we think, making sure the Hawk doesn’t come back into its territory.
The Eagle sits in a tree for a few minutes, which gives me the opportunity to take a few photos.
As the Eagle flies away you get a nice view of the underside of its wings.
I beautiful Bald Eagle, obviously less than five years old!
Howard and I were sitting in the coach, talking to my brother on the phone, when I caught a glimpse of something fly past the window. I looked outside, in the direction I saw it flying and spotted this hawk in a tree. I grabbed my camera and tried to get as close as I could hoping to get a photograph. I was able to capture the photo above before it flew.
A little later we decided to take the “girls” for a walk and as we were heading out the coach, Howard spotted the hawk sitting again in the same tree, this time facing us.
I was able to get pretty close to this beauty. It seemed transfixed on something at the edge of the lake, or so it seemed to me. After awhile I began to get worried that it might be ill (it wasn’t).
After spending time taking just a few photos (haha), I decide we need to continue on our hike and I slowly walk away, leaving the hawk sitting in the tree.
As we head down the path, a shadow displays itself, on the ground, in front of us. Looking up we see a big bird flying overhead.