My morning began before the sun came up, transforming the steel gray ocean into an aqua blue picture-postcard. I had fallen asleep the night before listening to the constant drone of the bird colony on Bush Key, reminiscent of the kittiwakes and murres of the Priibilofs. I grabbed my spotting scope, which had been used as an overnight perch for a migrating hooded warbler, who made his presence known by leaving droppings all over my scope. I hear thats supposed to be good luck...?
I set up my scope to check out the noddies first. they were all backlit and looked black. That wouldn't do. So I moved inside the fort to see if any new migrants had arrived overnight. After crossing the most and entering the fort, the trees were alive with all notes of warblers, kingbirds, and indigo buntings.
The rest of my story continues, but you'll have to wait for the book to come out! I will summarize the rest of my day in a photo story format, all photos have been taken with my iPhone. Hope you enjoy!