Service berries were flowering yesterday along old Highway 71 down
through the Boston Mountains to Alma. Most were covered with swollen
pinkish buds; one had just burst into a brilliant white canopy over 71.
On the Arkansas River adjacent Frog Bayou WMA, a flock of 11 Horned
Grebes included 4 molted winter gray to black head with golden horns.
Ducks crowded the river. One raft close enough to study included 166
birds: Canvasback (12), Northern Pintail (16), Red-breasted Merganser
(3), Ring-necked Duck (4), Redhead (1), many scaup. I heard Snow Geese
overhead, began looking up for them, and spotted black and white, but
these were American White Pelicans (90). I did soon have 5 Snow Geese
(3 white, 2 blue). Other ducks were too far out for me to do more than
guess: Gadwall? Mallard?
The valley is powdery dry, but moist soil units at Frog are holding
water and support mudflats. At one point I had 41 Wilson's Snipe in
the air. Meadowlarks were numerous; Western Meadowlarks (at least 4
singing) were quite vocal, like they had found the West of desire. One
pond had a flock of 7 Blue-winged Teal, my first of the spring, and
other ducks were present as well: Green-winged Teal (1), Ring-necked
Duck (25), Mallard (30), Northern Shoveler (11).
American Coots were visiting as they dodged in and out of flooded
vegetation. I was stopped in my tracks by a piping call, TOOT TOOT
TOOT BLOOP BLOOOP BLOOP, then whinny. I was just dumbfounded. Then a
Pied-billed Grebe swam out of the vegetation. It's impossible to view
Pied-billed Grebes the same after hearing their dramatic songs.
After Frog I crossed the river into Fort Smith to Saint Edward's
hospital where my former Forest Service co-worker Dan Brown is being
treated for leukemia. Dan and I worked Red-cockaded Woodpeckers
together at Waldron. Some of you may know Dan for his part in working
RCWs at Pine City, Crossett, and elsewhere duty calls. In our
legitimate despair about peril to so many plant and animal species, so
many habitats -- and in a climate where it is fashionable to bash
everything government -- it is easy to forget the day-to-day work of
individuals like Dan and their steady and generally unheralded
contributions to endangered species.
Dan will be making more contributions. He was leaving hospital
yesterday. The long term outlook is excellent.
--
JOSEPH C. NEAL in Fayetteville, Arkansas
"I loaf and invite my soul..." -- Walt Whitman
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