Tuesday night, I set up the coffee maker and set the timer so it would start brewing at 5:15AM. I put out the clothes I would wear for rowing. Everything I needed was ready to go so that when the alarm went off at 5:30AM and I was stumbling around disoriented and wondering why in god’s name I continue to get up at 5:30AM, I wouldn’t have to think.
Wednesday morning, hot coffee in hand, I looked at my schedule for the day and there, low and behold, was a bird walk on my calendar for 7:00AM. As in a bird walk I was leading!
Startled by my oversight in planning, I shifted gears, pulling together my bird walk backpack and gathering binoculars and my camera. I pulled up the flashlight app on my iPhone and went searching in the darkness for a different outfit.
I admit I was feeling slightly resentful about giving up my rowing time as I imagined sitting alone in the park waiting for others who never show up.
At 6:50AM, it wasn’t even the crack of dawn yet. I sat in darkness until I was surprised by a silhouette that turned out to be the Audubon property manager. Next, a father with 4 enthusiastic children arrived. Then, a regular from the condos arrived. I stopped feeling bad about missing rowing.
I started my lesson about birding during fall migration. I talked slowly and told more stories, hoping the sun would rise. Every time a shadow went by, one of the children would turn, point, and shout, “What was that bird?” I need to find out what kind of coffee they drink in the morning!
The amazing thing was how much the kids knew about birds. They knew which birds were locals and which birds would not be found in Tennessee (even during migration). The girl immediately recognized a Brown Thrasher she had barely seen for a split second. Her older brother told me all about the birds he sees at his feeder at home. Their father told me the interest in birds was the kids passion. I thought that was pretty cool–also an advantage of home schooling.
I didn’t do so well on photography that morning. First there wasn’t enough light. Then I was just a bit flustered by all the questions and exclamations (LOOK!!! THERE’S A CARDINAL!!! LOOK!!! THERE’S A TURTLE!!! LOOK THERE’S A BLUE HERON!!! LOOK!!! THERE’S A SQUIRREL!!!).
As much fun as it is to be surrounded by little people who think everything is fascinating, it does make it a little more challenging to take a moment to shoot. I’ve filled in the photos a bit with some leftovers from the previous walk and one shot of Cody, an unreleasable Red-tailed Hawk who has appeared in this blog several times as part of the S.O.A.R. raptor program. I saw Cody again over the weekend, but that’s another blog post.