Mourning Warbler (Geothlypis philadelphia) (1)
- Reported Sep 15, 2026 09:08 by Joe Trezza
- Green-Wood Cemetery, Brooklyn, Kings, New York
- Map: http://maps.google.com/?ie=UTF8&t=p&z=13&q=40.6523083,-73.9904281&ll=40.6523083,-73.9904281
- Checklist: https://ebird.org/checklist/S393177569
- Media: 4 Photos
- Comments: "Late, but not preposterously so, and a species that would flag pretty much any day of the year, even here, where they are uncommon but regular migrants with plenty of places to hide. First year/female type, detected on the weedy hill overlooking Valley. First noticed the broken eye ring and clean yellow underside; in shadow, the eye demarcation also gave it the illusion of having a dark eye-stripe, breaking up the yellow superloral and throat. Broken breast band subtle, but likely less so if the bird afforded better looks. Yet it was characteristically shy and elusive; behaviorally nothing like the vocal, bold and pugnacious yellowthroats that have been around. I chased it helplessly for 20 minutes or so, remaining unresponsive to pishing as it stayed in deep cover within several bushes and yews.
In the poor flight photographs I did manage, the bird shows darker feathering along the upperwing edge and tail, whereas yellowthroats of this age should be uniform olive above and Wilson's would have more dark on the upper wing. Northern Yellow would show more yellow in the underwing, stretching to the edge of the primaries. On this bird, only one photo shows a partial underwing. But enough is visible to see its devoid of yellow, which is right for Mourning, as the yellow should extend only from the auxiliaries to the coverts. In the absence of better photos of the preferred field marks, these are hopefully at least suggestive.
I might have recorded some chip calls, but uncertain if they are from this bird or a nearby mimid. In any event, they were higher and lighter than the yellowthroat's familiar dry matchstrike scold."
Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Philosophies fall away like sand, creeds follow one another, but what is beautiful is a joy for all seasons, a possession for all eternity.
--Oscar Wilde,author
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- Reported Sep 15, 2026 09:08 by Joe Trezza
- Green-Wood Cemetery, Brooklyn, Kings, New York
- Map: http://maps.google.com/?ie=UTF8&t=p&z=13&q=40.6523083,-73.9904281&ll=40.6523083,-73.9904281
- Checklist: https://ebird.org/checklist/S393177569
- Media: 4 Photos
- Comments: "Late, but not preposterously so, and a species that would flag pretty much any day of the year, even here, where they are uncommon but regular migrants with plenty of places to hide. First year/female type, detected on the weedy hill overlooking Valley. First noticed the broken eye ring and clean yellow underside; in shadow, the eye demarcation also gave it the illusion of having a dark eye-stripe, breaking up the yellow superloral and throat. Broken breast band subtle, but likely less so if the bird afforded better looks. Yet it was characteristically shy and elusive; behaviorally nothing like the vocal, bold and pugnacious yellowthroats that have been around. I chased it helplessly for 20 minutes or so, remaining unresponsive to pishing as it stayed in deep cover within several bushes and yews.
In the poor flight photographs I did manage, the bird shows darker feathering along the upperwing edge and tail, whereas yellowthroats of this age should be uniform olive above and Wilson's would have more dark on the upper wing. Northern Yellow would show more yellow in the underwing, stretching to the edge of the primaries. On this bird, only one photo shows a partial underwing. But enough is visible to see its devoid of yellow, which is right for Mourning, as the yellow should extend only from the auxiliaries to the coverts. In the absence of better photos of the preferred field marks, these are hopefully at least suggestive.
I might have recorded some chip calls, but uncertain if they are from this bird or a nearby mimid. In any event, they were higher and lighter than the yellowthroat's familiar dry matchstrike scold."
Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Philosophies fall away like sand, creeds follow one another, but what is beautiful is a joy for all seasons, a possession for all eternity.
--Oscar Wilde,author
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