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1646
September 20th(Sunrise 5:55; sunset 6:12).
September has been running true to its reputation as the
warmest (by a small margin) month of the year in this region.
I missed the beginning of thrasher song this morning; probably because I had forgotten to open the west windows of my room on
going to bed. However, song was heard early on the east side in the
garden and was almost continuous until about 8 A.M. (Neo).
At 8 A.M. I went out to look for Rhody, not seeing him until
I spotted him on the driveway west of the house, very evidently looking
for me. I"saw him first", but as soon as he caught sight of
me he came running toward me and I headed toward the tool house,
followed by him with occasional pauses to inspect the sole of one
of his feet and probe it with his bill. (These notes contain many
references to the tenderness of the feet of roadrunners). The route
we followed (by scaled map) was 120 yards long. One small mouse was
even enough, and he retired to one of his favored lath screens to rest
and preen. This screen is 4 feet square and is placed horizontally
over a small rhododendron near the dormitory tree. A half hour later
--Rhody still there--it was seen that the surface of the screen was
liberally powdered with fragments of quill-sheaths removed by him in
that interval of time.
About 9 A.M. Neo sounded off from his pine and I went out
to observe consequences. N2 was at once seen climbing up to him. Almost simultaneously thrasher song sounded from the pine on the north
side of the house 150 feet from Neo's singing post. I now, thinking
that this bird "ought" also to have a retainer with him, by analogy
with Neo and in accordance with a pattern which I have suspected of
existing in such affairs, went to watch the other bird. Sure enough:
in a minute or two another thrasher was seen at the base of his tree
quietly foraging. It climbed the next nearest pine and could be
heard, as in the case of N2 and Neo, taking a secondary part in the
vocalization. Songs"between"the two groups continued for 25 minutes,
then the"Dux"to the north sailed down into the area of the north slop
His companion (Comes). sang a few more bars, then down to join him.
Neo soon ceased song, but resumed for a short period, now from the
ironwood tree at the south side of the oval lawn while N2, his mate,
or if not actually mated: his companion (follower, comes) ate at the
suet pudding station at the oval lawn. Neo was being answered by a
thrasher from Brokenwing's territory--probably by that bird himself
as Mr. Sampson says he is still there with his mate, and I saw them
both there last week. (Incidentally, as I joined Mr. Sampson in his
garden on that occasion, the two birds almost immediately showed
themselves in a bush about 30 feet from us. This apparition was
so nearly coincident in time with my arrival that Mr. Sampson remarked: "Well, here they are. They know you are here!"
On the present occasion I did not go down to the Sampsons'
to see if the singer actually was Brokenwing, accompanied also by
his mate, but it is not unlikely that both were there.
The bird to the north, whom I have suspected of being Inver
(who has not appeared in these notes for some months) next was heard
from Inver's territory. He could be identified as being the same
bird that was exchanging songs with Neo a few minutes before by a
phrase that he had been using while in the pine: something like the
"scolding" notes of the russet-backed thrush. (Heard from him before;
although this description is not a good one).
It is now easy to fit all of this into a pattern based upon