Tag Archives: MN North: Forest Hill Cemetery

Bird Your Local Cemetery!

Fall is an excellent time to go birding in your local cemetery. If that burial ground has a pond, so much the better. Migrating birds often make use these areas, and become somewhat acclimatized to cars. Use your vehicle as a roving blind, and do no get out of  the car. One is often able to get much closer than normal to wild birds.

Hooded Merganser Flock at Forest Hill Cemetery

Black-Capped Chickadee (two different birds … apparently a favorite branch for cracking open seeds … once I figured that out I just waited till a chickadee flew into position for a photograph)

May Day Winter Birding

Nobody is dancing around the May Pole in northern Minnesota. On the first day of May, winter continues to resink its grip. A bit up the Lake Superior shore from Duluth over a foot of snow fell two days ago. Thankfully we did not get whacked. This morning the strong winds out over Lake Superior directed me to head inland. Deep in the Boreal Forest I found some courting in progress. As you look at the pictures of Tom Turkey there are a number of oddities …

  • Snow on the ground on May 1st … more expected tonight and tomorrow.
  • Turkeys in the northern Minnesota Boreal Forest. I do not think of a turkey as a forest bird, and they used to be a rare sighting in these parts. Over the past two days I have seen turkeys five times, but three times in a deep forest location. These birds have dramatically expanded their range over the past ten years, and into habitat not traditionally associated with turkeys. I understand turkeys are almost becoming a “pest bird” in suburbs of large cities.

I also found my first shore bird of the season yesterday afternoon, just not down on Park Point. The sand spit jutting out into Lake Superior and which forms the Duluth harbor is still covered in ice. Thus, smart shorebirds head inland while migrating north. This Greater Yellowlegs was hanging out at the Forest Hill Cemetery Pond.

Oh yes … Molly and I got “beared” last night. Yogi knocked down four feeders. The bent pipe has a one inch diameter. Thus, Yogi is not lacking for strength. The bummer is I never got to see the bruin, who decided to attack our feeders in the middle of the night. Often we get to watch the destruction in progress, but last night our final visitor before my bed time was a skunk underneath the feeders.

Lighthouse Bound!

In the very near future, Molly and I will start our fifth season as lighthouse keepers at Crisp Point on the eastern end of Lake Superior. This job does not provide a cushy residence for the keepers; instead we will be camped 20 yards from Lake Superior and 38 miles from the nearest town (the final 19 miles by dirt logging road). In shore, we consider this location Heaven on earth. When the last guest leaves in the late afternoon, we have the big lake to ourselves with the nearest human being well over ten miles distant. As we will be off the grid, do not expect posts.

Given the recent days have been involved with both visiting relatives and getting ready for Crisp Point, my birding has been local. However, it is good to focus upon the old faithfuls! These birds provide me enjoyment. Maybe even one of these days I will find my Great Horned Owls which hoot back and forth in the middle of most nights near my house.

An “uncommon” Common Crow

A Juvenile Cedar Waxwing

A Juvenile Green Heron catches a minnow