I think it become apparent fairly quickly to most of us birders that Massachusetts offers some of the best birding in the country. We really do get an excellent mix of inland and pelagic and tropic and boreal species. Depending on the time of year and distance to the coast one has the opportunity to see an enormous range of species in a wonderful range of habitat. We've all spent those beautiful June mornings walking along the South Shore or those brisk September mornings walking the North. I believe wholeheartedly that the months of May-October cast some kind of spell on the minds of we New Englanders. Those six months somehow erase our memories of the other six. Now I know there are some who'll say, "I love New England winters," and "oh the beauty of a winter's morn." To you I submit the following photo of myself:
Now, I know the old "a bad day of birding..." saying but you all have to agree, its days like these that leave us longing for those May mornings when the Warblers are singing and the Magnolias are blooming.
All this said, I really do love the seasons in New England and we're fortunate to have all the public parks and shorelines that preserve and protect wildlife. Seeing the migrations and variations in action make this a great place to live and bird. So here's to the winters. I contest that it is these moments(see above) that make us appreciate all the rest.
+/- 40 days until the first Warblers arrive.