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Before winter winds begin to howl, many folks head south or southwest:
“snowbirds” seeking warmth. But the real snowbirds are
of the avian variety.
Triggered by food shortages farther north, some species must head
southward to survive winter. This is not called migration, but invasions
or irruptions. Periodic crashes of rodent populations (owls) or poor
conifer cone crops bearing few seeds (crossbills, pine siskins, redpolls
and others) cause some birds to wander great distances.
The magnificent snowy owl (Nyctea scandiaca) primarily depends on
lemmings in the Arctic, and about every four years, lemming populations
crash. These large white to grayish-white, heavily built owls travel
widely in winter and occasionally have been seen in Jo Daviess County.
Look for them on power poles, on a hay bale in fields or along a shoreline.
Their diet consists of rodents, birds, rabbits, squirrels, and they
will wade into water to catch fish. The great gray owl and northern
hawk owl are two other rarities from the North.
Our more familiar winter visitors are the dark-eyed junco (Junco hyemalis
hyemalis) and the American tree sparrow (Spizella arborea), and we
can count on them every year about late September or early October.
Juncos are dark gray with white underparts while the American tree
sparrow has a brown, partially streaked upper body and clear breast
with a brown “button” spot. Bird feeders, especially those
with small seeds, attract both these little sprites and they forage
primarily on the seed dropped on the ground. Thickets and weed patches
provide shelter and food. Gravel roadsides lure them when fields and
hedgerows are snow-covered. Unfortunately, road salt ingested with
the grit needed for digestion may contribute to declining numbers.
Sometimes a junco will have different plumage, a black “hood”,
and pinkish sides. These are crosses with the subspecies “Oregon
junco,” a very pretty bird indeed.
Enjoy these hardy inhabitants of far northern climes as they brighten
our winter landscape. By late March or early April, they’ll
head north once again.
—Grace Storch