Not your usual birding hotspot. It’s not really anything. Just a dusty dirt road, some farm ponds, and there isn’t even a spot to pull a car off the road. I park at the entrance to a plowed field at one end and walk out and back.
But it is a place with birds. Our latest visit there got us 24 species in half an hour. Here is an unusual one for us; an American Robin. They don’t often come this far south. Funny how one person’s common bird is another person’s rare find. Geography matters!
And a charming little Eastern Phoebe. They are not uncommon here.
