Since my post on Thursday, November 18, on the
Townsend's Warbler in Walpole, NH, there have been no reports. Did she succumb to the cold night? Did a predator pick her out of the weeds and reeds? Or did she take off with the sparrows and finches and head south? I would prefer to believe the last - that she continued her migration - after entertaining local birders with her flycatching and her skulking through the reeds. But the fact is, no one knows. An accidental bird appears, and disappears, an isolated incident with no introduction and no conclusion.
What we do know is that several centuries ago, colonists from England survived difficult conditions during their first winter, enjoyed a good harvest and friendly relations with the native inhabitants during the following months, and celebrated their good fortune with a feast. Continuing the tradition begun long ago, we are joining our family for the feast and celebrating our good fortune. We hope you also have that good fortune. Happy Thanksgiving!!
Moments like those are forever cherished and remembered. I too hope that she continued on to a warm and welcome bird haven. She was a beauty.
ReplyDeleteMaybe she did, but at least you met her this year! Well done for that!
ReplyDeleteChris -- Your Townsend Warbler post highlights the mystery of nature for me. I will think the best for her.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy your feast on Thanksgiving -- barbara
I like to believe like you that it is on its way south!
ReplyDeleteShe's a beauty isn't she.
ReplyDeleteThe warbler provided so much pleasure and satisfaction to those who had the chance to see her, but contemplating her fate makes me sad. Still, I am glad we had that opportunity. Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family, Chris.
ReplyDeleteI hope she left too. Happy Thanksgiving!
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