As I've expressed previously, I'm not very good at small birds. Even when I've got a good guide to find them for me, I have a hard time getting photos of the darn things as they flit around and blend into the canopy of overlapping leaves. So I have to relish each one. Each one is a victory over poor hearing, poor eyesight and slowing down reaction time. Grace's warbler is such a victory. It is not a pure southeastern Arizona bird. Its range extends into Nevada, Utah, Colorado, New Mexico and Texas, in addition to Mexico and Central America. I was at Miller Canyon, in the Huachuca Mountains, and per our agreement, when Jake spotted the warbler, I handed him my camera and let him take the photos. This saved wear and tear on my aching shoulder and gave someone with a better eye and reflexes a chance to get better photos. At the end of the day I was somewhat reassured by some of the horribly poor photos taken by Jake. He also was struggling to get some of these birds into focus, like I was. But he could keep up with the bird coming and going, better than I could.




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| Illustration of a female from Birds of the World. |
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| Illustration of a male from Birds of the World. |
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| Range from Birds of the World. |
It is a pine specialist, which my photos confirm. It is one of the smallest warblers and "an active forager, hopping and flitting rapidly among the outer foliage of high branches, perching on twigs and needles in search of insects and spiders, and occasionally fly-catching or hovering to obtain its prey...[It] prefers open stands of mature pines, a habitat that has declined over time through forestry practices of logging and fire suppression..." Its population declined by 52% over a 45 year period from 1970 to 2014.