It was very misty at first, muffling the sound of hundreds of Snow Geese in the fields and occasionally passing overhead in V-shaped flocks. There were also flyovers by flocks of Canada Geese and groups of White Ibis. A Bald Eagle and a Great Blue Heron were just visible on the ground through the mist.
I spent some time trying to get photos of some of the Red-tailed Hawks and American Kestrels on the roadside wires, but they would move on as soon as I stopped the car opposite them. All in all I saw maybe ten Red-tailed, varying from a dark morph right through to one with a pure white breast and a complete brown helmet. I saw about the same number of Kestrels, interpsersed on the phone lines with twice as many Loggerhead Shrikes and Northern Mockingbirds. The hedges had Savannah and Lincoln's Sparrows, as well as an Eastern Phoebe engaged in its morning grooming session.
A Distant Red-tailed Hawk
Further along, I stopped at a small bridge over Bear Creek. The latter had only a trickle of water but this was enough for morning baths for Chipping Sparrows and Red-winged Blackbirds. The water also attracted American Goldfinch, Carolina Chickadees and Northern Cardinals. I caught a brief glimpse of a different sparrow and managed to grab a quick photo: Harris Sparrow, a new life bird for me.Further east, mourning doves and European Starlings lined the wires, while a pair of Northern Harriers buzzed a field on my left, followed by a pair of Crested Caracaras crossing the road just ahead of me. The trees at the road end had more Red-tailed Hawks and Eastern Phoebes, and a single Yellow-rumped Warbler.
Heading back west, I saw several Great Egrets in the fields and caused panic in a flock of 7 Killdeer.
Visibility had improved by now and I was able to make out a few Northern Shovelers and Snow Geese among hundreds on Northern Pintails in the flooded fields on both sides of the road. Every so often hunters would fire a salvo and the air would fill with Pintails.
Back on the Katy-Hockley Cut-off, there were two Black Vultures. Then my final bird: a solitary and rather unexpected Roseate Spoonbill fishing in a small creek by the roadside.
So an enjoyable two hours of birding, with a total of 30 species.
Back at home, Dee and I sat in the backyard for half an hour and were rewarded by seeing a Cooper's Hawk fly onto a branch not 20 feet away in our neighbor's yard. The front yard had House Finch, White-winged Dove and Pine Warbler.