The rocks and waters below the Open Circle viewpoint harbored a diverse feathered fellowship this afternoon. I was surprised and happy to see that the female Bufflehead was still present and looking in good shape, four months after the rest of her kind took off and migrated north. She was keeping company with a handful of American Coots, also non-migrators, who have taken up permanent residence in these rocks. I also saw the non-migrating Greater Scaup again, two males and a female. Then, to my surprise, I discovered a flock of more than a dozen Black Turnstones resting on the rip-rap. A few days earlier I had seen them flying around the point with their distinctively marked wings, too fast to get a picture. Today they were all busy resting or preening. Inches away stood a handful of Willets, also immobile, on two legs or one. The rocks must have been quite warm by this time of day, and they were all enjoying and taking advantage. Not far offshore from the point, the flock of about twenty grebes — some Western, some Clark’s — that I had observed before, were still present and still mostly sleeping. A bit south of that grouping, the lone Horned Grebe I’ve written up before was also sitting quietly, just a few yards from shore. It was siesta time in birdland.
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