May 18 was a somber day, despite the bright sunshine and spring flowers in full bloom. We spent the day letting the PIC community know that camp would not open in 2020. Knowing that we had made the right decision definitely did not make it any easier, and I felt sad, nostalgic, and profoundly mournful all day.
I spent much of the day at the desk in my office on the second floor of our house, which offers a perfect vantage point for observing spring migrants feeding in the maple trees in the back yard and a spinney of birches in the side yard. Every year I see an amazing number of warbler species – up to 16 in a season – without ever leaving the house. Although May 18 was a bad day for Pine Island, it was a great day for spring birding. In addition to the usual cardinals, chickadees, nuthatches, cedar waxwings, and downy woodpeckers, I saw yellow, parula, black and white, Wilson’s, and magnolia warblers, redstarts, and chimney swifts.
But there was another bird flitting energetically among the birches, definitely not one of the usual suspects. After watching it closely through my binoculars for a few minutes and consulting my Peterson’s guide, I determined that it was a blue-gray gnatcatcher, a bird I had never before seen here in Brunswick, Maine and had seen only once before in my life many years ago at Whitehead. Watching its tireless activity and cheery aspect was a bright spot in an otherwise bleak day. Could this delightful little bird be an emissary from King Kababa, sent from Mt. Philip to remind me that Pine Island had been in tough places before and would find its way out of this one too? Blue and Gray, resourceful, optimistic, energetic, hard-working, cheerful – a sign from the King if ever there was one.
Whoa, King Kababa!
With high hopes for a wonderful reunion back on Great Pond in 2021,