All the usual suspects at the “Bar”


A green heron hiding in the grass.




This red shoulder hawk flew into a tree right over my head, grabbed a branch and flew off. He was working on a nest across the trail.



Right when I saw this great egret with a fish, someone was coming down the trail and he took off to eat his lunch alone.


A pileated woodpecker high up in a dead tree.


An eagle soaring far away.

There was nothing new at Circle B Bar Reserve in mid- January. I at least got a good 3 hour walk in and the usual birds there were busy eating and getting ready to nest.

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Chesnut Park birds in November.


This guy has been hanging around this branch for a while now. Hoping for great blue herons this winter. Last year he built a nest but no luck with babies.


The usual Carolina wren.


Showing off.



What a cutie! The tufted titmouse was singing up a storm. Thanks to Vicki for the correct ID. I was writing this in a hurry and marked this as a gnatcatcher. Titmouse are common in this park. People feed them so they get close looking to see if you have some seed for them.


A grebe floating near the dock.



I saw this hawk right next to a picnic shelter. He had no intention of leaving just because I was there.



Not great lighting but I saw this very young bald eagle high up in a tree across the lake right as he was taking off.

The usual birds at Chesnut Park.

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If birds could talk

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“I need to get an agent” said the limpkin who sat there while tons of people were taking his picture.


“I’m going back to sleep” said the grumpy red shoulder hawk.


“I’m not going to do anything interesting. Take my picture just like this lady” said the great blue heron.




‘Yes, we are a dime a dozen” said all of the phoebes.


“Look ma, no hands” said the anhinga climbing up the branch.


“What are you looking at?” said the snowy egret.


“No I’m not going to look at you just so you can take my picture” said the gnatcatcher.



“We’re trying to blend in but I don’t think it’s working” said the great egret to the cattle egret.



“Everyone look up at me” said the rare Harrier Hawk.




“She’d better be bringing home bacon cause I’m tired of bringing all the sticks” said the bald eagle as he headed for the nest.

Lots of birds but not a lot of activity in mid-November. They were all just sitting there, except for the eagles. They were both bringing sticks back to the nest. You could see them flying back and forth over the trail heading to the nest but you can’t see the nest. It’s hidden high up in the trees, facing the lake. In the mornings before 11am, people are lined up on the trail to see the eagles flying back and forth.

The Northern Harrier hawk was a surprise. It was a first time ever seeing one. I had heard there was one flying around earlier but didn’t think I would see it and right before leaving he flew right over my head.

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Little birds being watched by big birds.


My first blue headed vireo.  From a distance I thought it was a northern parula and wasn’t going to take the picture. I was thinking it was too far away and dark which it was but was glad I took the shot after all.


Keeper of the sign.


Common yellowthroat hiding in the reeds along the lake.


“Sing, sing a song. “


I thought this was an immature yellow rumped warbler but now I’m not sure.


White eyed vireo.


The usual titmouse looking cute.


This red shoulder hawk was on the wooded trail and watching the blue headed vireo. I think he is still a young one since he didn’t have a lot of color in his head.


This one was sitting out over the lake watching all of the little birds flying around. He may have just been soaking up the sun since it was fairly cool that morning.

A few birds on my walk around Chesnut Park in early January. It was a cool morning (45 degrees when I started) but warmed up fast. I didn’t think I was going to see much but the little birds came out as the sun started peeking out of the clouds.

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Birds and bees at Chesnut Park


Some type of warbler. My first fall migration bird and I can’t tell what this is. I didn’t get a good shot of his back feathers. Any ideas?


Another view. This was the only tiny bird I saw that morning in early September.


A red shoulder hawk eyeing something in the grass.


A few butterflies are still around.


Anhinga posing for me.



Typical bee on flower.


I was driving home from the park and took the long way through a neighborhood near too far from my house to see if the eagles had come back for the winter. I had heard some of the eagles from other parks were already back. I looked over at a small pond and saw 4 kildeer in the grass. Of course I pulled over and took a couple of shots from the window. They seemed very skittish so I didn’t get out.

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Baby hawks at Circle B Bar Reserve


I saw the adult up in a tree and knew I was close by the nest.


The babies were being very quiet. Thanks to Gary for pointing out the nest. At first I just saw one baby. Is that a worm in his mouth?


Then he starts yelling. Is he yelling at me?


Is he doing his “Crouching tiger, hidden hawk” imitation?


He sees Mom flying in.


Mom dropped off a snack and left.I think the babies are big enough now to feed themselves if they have food.


Big brother finally gets up and hogs the snack.


“Hey there buddy, get your bottom out of my face.”


Little junior starts flapping his wings.


Both siblings having a quiet moment on the nest.


Not for long as little junior starts screaming again.

This nest was on the main trail and across a wide ditch. It was fairly visible if the babies were sitting up. I think on my first pass down the trail, they must have both been sleeping. On my way back, I saw the parent and knew I was close. Little junior popped up and started yelling for Mom. This was mid-April and they were growing up fast. I have since seen pictures of them almost fully grown and heard they were already starting to branch out after these were taken. Those squirrels and snakes better look out. These two look like trouble.

On a dirt road


She has pretty eyes.


You can almost always find a sandhill crane in a cow pasture.


Interesting black and white cow.


Red shoulder hawks were everywhere.


More cows.


A typical sight on the dirt road. silhouette of a vulture.

Hubby and I were headed to West Palm beach to visit his aunt that recently turned 95. We left fairly early and headed out across central Florida. I wanted to drive down a dirt road to look for a caracara. A bird that has alluded me. I had heard that they hang out on Peavine Road. A long dirt road that runs from Highway 60 up towards Orlando. Unfortunately we hit rain. It rained most of the way across. I was thinking we should just head straight for West Palm. We got to the dirt road and the rain had stopped so we decided to drive down a little ways. It drizzled on and off so we only went half way down the road before turning around to head on our way. The road was filled with vultures, kingfishers, great blue herons and cows. Cows went on for miles. There was no sight of a caracara that day but on the way back home we went a different way and I got lucky. More on that tomorrow.

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