The Solitary Sandpiper is a shorebird that breeds (that is, spends its summer months) in the high Arctic and winters in Central and South Americas (as far south as the Pampas of Argentina). Every year in Spring and Fall, they make the trip (“migration”) between the two locales. For all those thousands of miles, they decide to stop over at the humble Frying Pan Farm Park.
They won’t be here for long, which is why I always think it is such a privilege to catch a glimpse of these cosmopolitan travelers.
Of course, they are not the only migrants. A flock of Tree Swallows have settled down here.
And many other migrating birds, such as warblers, flycatchers and vireos, are passing through. Like a tide, they are washing over the continent in numbers and on a scale beyond imagination. How they stir the restlessness in our heart! They make me think of Thoreau‘s words from Walden:
“The wild goose is more of a cosmopolite than we; he breaks his fast in Canada, takes a luncheon in the Ohio, and plumes himself for the night in a southern bayou.”
P.S.: if you are interested in birds and bird migration, I highly recommend Scott Weidensaul‘s Living on the Wind: Across the Hemisphere With Migratory Birds.