At last, a whipporwill


When I was a young’un in North Carolina’s Yadkin Valley, I often heard whipporwills. But in the 16 years I’ve been living in the Blue Ridge foothills, I had never heard a whipporwill until last night. It was very close — in my front yard, or in the edge of the woods that adjoin the yard. The video is terrible — it was almost dark. But you’ll be able to hear the whipporwill.

2 thoughts on “At last, a whipporwill”

  1. How wonderful for you and the yard.

    During the Pandemic many birds could be heard in our environment because the roads were basically quiet and most of the Gardners were at a standstill; no blowers, lawn-mower going on for hours on end from block to block.

    Today its changed of course but in the morning the doves start just at sunrise cooing and our bluebird pair do their chit chit sound – I usually hang the worm feeder out about 7:30 and the mix seed for the local birds and warblers/orioles that are passing through to wherever. At the end of this month the Sandhill Cranes will pass over on their way to Lodi to feed in the lush fields there. You need binoculars to see them, they fly very very high but you can hear there squawking sound its kind of high pitch and I can hear them if I’m wearing my aids.

  2. Just switched to hummingbird feeder on our porch. One lone bird came to the feeder late afternoon.

    Like Henry, I hear the doves early mornings.

    Haven’t heard a whippoorwill in years. Glad one visited you.

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