Last Kick at the Can

Skip and I met our birding group for the last time this morning over at the lot at Sheepshead. It was pretty windy so we didn't see much. However, a scissor-tailed flycatcher posed for us for quite a long time.

We then headed over to the Convention Center. I have no idea what this fuzzy caterpillar will turn into.

The tide was high so there weren't may bird out on the Laguna Madre. These two American avocets had their heads tucked under their wings and appeared to be snoozing.

Back at the bottlebrush trees there was lots of activity. The northern parula flitted about for a long time - but I couldn't ever get a good photo of it out in the open.

This was the best of the lot.

Several ruby-throated hummers worked the bottlebrushes as well. This female posed for us for quite a long time.

We took a selfie with the timer on the camera to record this day for posterity.

We think this is a song sparrow.

A hooded warbler finally came close enough for me to get some good shots.

The black and white warbler didn't give me a good profile but this shot is very typical of how they work down a tree - mesquite in this case.

Other species spotted but not photographed were savannah, clay-coloured, and chipping sparrows, a yellow-throated warbler, an ovenbird, a couple of worm-eating warblers, royal terns, a reddish egret, and black-bellied whistling ducks.

It was a great way to end our birding marathon.

Tomorrow we begin our journey home.