So as guessed the “farm to table” breakfast at the The Squire Tarbox Inn was amazing.  There was fresh fruit, bacon and eggs, yummy grains with raisins and apples, lovely homemade rolls and biscuits, all the fixings.

And if that wasn’t good enough all the songbirds were singing and they have some trails on the property that go through their garden and small farm, and down to the marsh.  Amazing place and not busy yet.  By July that place will be hopping.  I would suggest if you wanted a really nice few days of birding this a great place to visit.  And the little town of Wiscasset is close by for a little town outing.  But I went nowhere it was heaven to me right where I was.

Anyway, on a quick jaunt I did find a few birds this morning.  I heard many more but the trees are tall and the birds are excellent at camouflage as we know.  If you had some time to sit outside in the morning you would be rewarded with a great many feathered friends.  There is even a Purple Martin nest near the parking lot, although they haven’t shown up quite yet.  They are pretty feisty when their chicks are young so stay out of their way…LOL

There were some swifts or small swallow type birds flying about but we know they don’t like to stay still to pose for photos but I sure did enjoy them.  Would be nice to know what they are but sometimes you just have to let the birds wash over you and in time the knowledge will come.

Sometimes I have to make wild guesses from my less than ideal for ID shots but going to say my little friend here is just a Chickadee?  The belly is a little yellow I think so that doesn’t actually match but I couldn’t find anything else that seemed to work.  Good reason to get the proper features for ID shots.  Well when the birds are good enough to pose for you, of course.

There were some Cormorant calisthenics going on down in the marsh.

A Red-Winged Blackbird in the little pond in the garden.

No matter where you go there is always a Song Sparrow singing it’s little heart out.  Look at the size of this tree eh?  What a place.

On the way out my little Chipping Sparrow friend and a Gold Finch in the tree above my car sent me off with a nice goodbye to Westport Island, Maine.

But the best part is that one of their 4 rescued kitties jumped in my car and didn’t want to get out.