I have been so busy at work that I haven't taken pictures of birds in a month. The light has been really strange of late. Below is the sky last evening over Gavilan Mountain.
Last night the temperature dropped forty degrees or more.
It was sprinkling this morning, about 71°, in contrast to 114° the day before yesterday.
I decided to play hooky and drive out to the nature preserve at San Jacinto. Midday, the worst time to visit. I knew that and didn't care, wanted to take personal and avian inventory at my sacred place.
I got there and the place was basically bone dry. The recent 120° weather had soaked up most of the ponds.
I did manage to see a couple birds and still have a wonderful time, imperfect conditions notwithstanding.
I know that I am easily amused but even with the paucity of birds I was content. I did see the normal hangers on, kestrels, red winged blackbirds, red necked phalaropes, black phoebes and even a loggerhead shrike, but not much else.
I couldn't stop myself, took a short hike anyway.
Hopefully did not decrease my odds of hastening my mortality too much.
There is so little water out there and I really wanted to see what was hanging around.
Not much. That's all right. I like my spot in any season.
Slim pickings but glad I went and as always, can't wait to come back.