There’s A Reason They’re Called Savannah Sparrows
This picture is from my visit to Ridgefield a couple of weeks ago. The savannah sparrows were out singing in force and I came away with a couple of nice pictures.
I haven’t seen them much the past couple of weeks, but I’ve spent most of my time next to a marsh where you’ll see song sparrows and marsh wrens but not savannah sparrows. As their name implies, they hang out in the meadows, singing from any vantage point they can find, even if it’s only a blackberry vine that’s a few inches off the ground.
This bird was singing from much higher up in some tall grasses at the border between a meadow and a lake. It really threw its had back at the end of the song, but I like this shot where you can still see its eyes.