The leaves are rapidly turning and the morning chill heralds another Canadian winter around the corner. The birch trees around the house are a daily source of activity, a chickadee means a warbler and, as time is progressing, a warbler means a kinglet. The sky holds Canada Geese as they arrive for the autumn pause, pick up a bit of lead and then on further south to entertain others.
Another sign of autumn is that Canada is having yet another General Election where the competitors have all the appeal of lettuce and wet lettuce at that. This poor country does not appear to have a credible politician anywhere and its a pretty dead cert that, if a famous Hockey player were to stand for whatever party, they would get elected.
Back to the birds. The migration has been steady but not spectacular. As usual a few birds have appeared of interest but this province is pretty much the Cornwall of North America. I have concentrated locally on our immediate area and St-Lazare sand pits. The pits have had a few birds but shorebird habitat is at a premium although Dunlin, Short-biiled Dowitcher and a few Pectoral Sandpipers have popped in.
Below are a few snaps, nothing spectacular but I live in hope.
Hairy Woodpecker, Tennessee Warbler, Red-breasted Nuthatch, Golden-crowned Kinglet, Northern Parula, lurking Sharp-shinned Hawk, spectaculer wasp sp.