Desperate for signs that the autumn waterfowl migration is finally underway, I was pleased to encounter a flock of nine ruddy ducks on Phillips Lake this morning. Long one of my favorite duck species, these small, attractive birds were diving for their breakfast in the center of the lake, oblivious of the chilly air and gusty, southwest winds.
I would be remiss not to mention the three gadwall and a lone pied-billed grebe that shared the choppy waters and, to be absolutely complete, the single Canada goose that flew overhead. Of more interest were at least 200 robins, now gathering in their large winter flocks, that filled many of the trees that surround the lake.
But the ruddys were the highlight of my visit. Hopefully, they represent the vanguard of a spectacular, though belated, waterfowl migration season.
