Referring to “winter” in the tropics of SW Florida is a misnomer and somewhat embarrassing when I see the reports of four feet of snow near my old home in Upstate New York. The seasonal changes here, along the Gulf of Mexico are subtle. One is more apt to describe them as hot, rainy, and humid (summer), or cooler and drier (winter), than the seasons defined by the solstice and equinox. There is also the alligator hunting season (August to November), and hurricane season (June through November).
An astute observer of plants may notice some seasonal changes. The Pond Cypress starts to leaf out in February and March. I know this since the leaves interfere with my photography of the Yellow-bellied Sapsucker and other woodpeckers that love these trees. You may also notice the arrival, departure, and flyover of migrating birds, or the nesting of full-time residents. But each of these species seem to have their own calendar.
Right on schedule we saw our first Swallow-tailed Kite on Valentine’s Day. They’ll return to South America around Labor Day. Migrating warblers color our trees here in April, several weeks earlier than their big show at Magee Marsh in Ohio. I’ve usually migrated northward myself before the late arrivals of the Mangrove Cuckoo, Black-whiskered Vireo, and Gray Kingbird. Some year I’ll hang out here a little longer and wait for them.
The large birds pair off and nest early. The Red-shouldered Hawks are commonly observed in February cuddling and sharing a branch. A few months later they won’t dream of this. The Osprey platform and nest at the beach already has several chicks and the non-stop grocery runs of the parents is well underway.
My Florida “patch” is a three mile berm separating the residential high-rises from the brackish mangrove swamp and beach. I walk it three or four times a week, partly for the exercise, but more importantly for the birds. The birds are use to all the human traffic and one usually sees 15 to 20 species. These are primarily the Florida waders but an occasional Cooper’s Hawk, Kingfisher, or Killdeer add some interest.
But its good to leave the familiar patch and explore the rest of SW Florida. This season we’ve chased three rarities so far. I described the Vermillion Flycatcher on the prior post of 11/24/2019. Since then we’ve also chased a Hammond’s Flycatcher sighted at the Corkscrew Swamp Sanctuary and a White-cheeked Pintail found relaxing on the Lely Resort Pond.
The accurate identification of flycatchers in the Empidonax genus sends chills up and down the spines of most birders. It’s one of our greatest challenges with many of the similar small birds only differentiated by their songs. The Hammond’s, a bird usually found in the coniferous forests of the western U.S., somehow ended up at one of the Lettuce Lakes at Corkscrew and has remained there for most of the winter. At first he was reported as a Least Flycatcher, but some smart birder insisted it was a Hammond’s and the birding Gods eventually agreed.
I saw the bird, along with a hoard of curious birders from far and wide. The little bird seemed to be playing to us as he swooped past the the crowded boardwalk and perched in the open, until the repositioned birders caught up and he returned to his prior perch. I never did get a good shot but did meet some new birders in the stampede. The picture above is a different bird from another trip.
The White-cheeked Pintail was not as geographically dislocated as the flycatcher. This striking duck is usually a resident of South America and the Caribbean, but somehow made its way to the west coast of Florida. Was it a storm, a GPS failure, or was this duck just a wanderlust? In any case he seemed to be very content swimming with the Blue-winged Teal and Mottled Ducks at the resort.
It was an interesting sighting for me since I had previously seen this bird, also out of place, along the west coast of Italy. I still remember the excitement of the guides, yelling in Italian, as the bird landed near our skiff. See my post dated 2/26/2015. Maybe these pintail have an urge to see the world.
We depend on Mel, a long-time Florida resident, to take us to the remote birding hot spots, usually in the center of the state. It was a bit of a surprise therefore, when we pulled into the Lakes Regional Park, just outside Fort Myers.
A large paved and pay parking lot, concession stands, bike rentals, amusement rides, playground, and even an impressive small gauge railroad greeted us. But don’t let all that fool you. This turned out to be a great urban birding site, well worth checking out.
We also recently revisited the Harns Preserve in Lehigh Acres. This picturesque birding hot spot seems to be a well-kept secret as we only saw a few other birders along the trail. It’s one of the best locations to see Snail Kite, Limpkins, and Sandhill Cranes.
At first we thought we were seeing many Purple Gallinule, but finally ID’ed them all as the invasive Gray-headed Swamp Hens. Unfortunately, this bird who’s usually found in Turkey, India, China, and Thailand, is expanding rapidly into the Florida swamps. I described this expansion in a blog post on 2/26/2015.
The bird-of-the-day, however, was the Sandhill Crane. One hears their plaintive honk long before you see this majestic bird. There are only a handful of them at Harns, not the impressive large flocks of New Mexico, but enough to get some good shots. I believe there are several nesting pairs and they graciously treated us to several close flyovers, as if they knew what we photographers wanted.
The Crane is a revered and mystical bird in many Asian cultures. For some people it signifies happiness, eternal youth, long life, prosperity, and fidelity. The birds are depicted in ancient Asian art, often in their neck-stretching courtship dance. The famous Aesops fable quote compared the flamboyant, strutting, flightless Peacock to the blander, but flight-worthy Crane. “Fine feathers don’t make fine birds”. That’s a version of my favorite line, so appropriate to us birders. “Life is not a fashion show”.