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Best Director at the London Vision Film Festival!

Dear Friends,

I hope you are doing well. What a lovely weekend weather wise for we in southern New England although we’re getting ready for the big cold snap coming. Right after Dia de Muertos, we plant paperwhites and amaryllis bulbs to force indoors. We switch up the colors of the soft furnishings in the music living room from warm weather blues and greens to white, rose, red, and greens. It’s a cozy (and gradual) way to get in the holiday spirit.

I am so very delighted to write that we received the Best Director Feature Film award at the London Vision Film Festival. It’s a wonderful honor and my first ‘Best Director’ award. I thank all of you everyday. Both Beauty on the Wing and The Piping Plovers of Moonlight Bay would not have been made possible without your generosity and I am so very grateful for your interest and kind support.

If you have a chance, there’s a very fun new film about the vibrant music scene in Boston during the 70s and 80s, Life on the Other Planet. Beautifully produced and directed by Vincent Straggas, we went to the premiere at the Regent Theatre in Arlington several weeks ago and it is again playing at the Regent on Thursday, November 19th. Along with a great many Boston musicians, my husband Tom Hauck and Fred Pineau from The Atlantics are featured, as well as local Gloucester musicians Willie Alexander and Jon Butcher. There is talk of Life on the Other Planet coming to The Cut!

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Here’s a link to a short video and photos of the amazing Pectoral Sandpiper that stopped over for a day on its arduous migration to southern South America. I mentioned the pair last time I wrote and wanted to make the video before too much time had passed. I wonder what the predicted whoosh of arctic weather will bring to our shores next!

Sending you kind thoughts and much gratitude,

xxKim

 

 

The Pectoral Sandpiper – Master of Migration and Don’t Fall Asleep Watching this Short Video!

A new-to-my-eyes shorebird to love was seen at a local cove. A pair of Pectoral Sandpipers stayed for a day  to refuel on the rich feast of invertebrates found in the wrack of seaweed deposited along the shoreline and as you can see, to get some shut-eye.  I had spotted a Yellowlegs and was heading to the shoreline to investigate when I nearly tripped over one of the Pectoral Sandpipers. It was so well camouflaged in the drying seaweed. Only a few feet away was its traveling companion, also equally as difficult to see. They appeared at first glance to be something akin to a shorter legged Yellowlegs but I noticed right away the clean line between its crisply stippled upper chest feathers and bright white lower breast plumage. I knew it was unique to the shorebirds we usually see and had to be something special.

The Sandpipers hungrily burrowed their long bills in the soft sand, coming up with mouthful after mouthful of opaque white invertebrates. This seaweed and sand habitat is extraordinarily rich with small insects. As the seaweed piles up on the beach, the sand washes over and buries it. You may notice when walking the sand underneath your feet feels squishy. That’s because of the seaweed beneath, which also becomes a veritable hot house for insects.

The pair were sooo tired. They frequently dozed off in the midst of foraging and didn’t seem at all deterred by my presence. Perhaps I was the first human they had ever encountered and didn’t know to be frightened. Pectoral Sandpipers have one of the longest migrations known. They may journey from the far southern end of South America, to the high Arctic tundra to nest, quite possibly a nearly 20,000 mile journey. Not only that, but  once the polygynous male arrives at the breeding grounds, he will criss cross the Arctic looking for females. From satellite transmitters, biologists know that they may stop and mate at as many as 24 different locations. Pectoral Sandpipers are masters of migration and it was no wonder they were so exhausted.

I returned in the afternoon to find the pair had not moved more than a few feet from where they had been seen in the morning. They were still feeding voraciously and sleeping in-between bouts of foraging.

Pectoral Sandpipers are more likely to be seen in the central part of the country during their autumn migration. Because they are mostly foraging in grassy marshes and wet fields on their typical migratory routes, they, along with several over sandpipers, have gained the nickname ‘grasspipers.’ Pectoral Sandpipers are in the same family as Woodcocks and you can sort of see that in the last clip where the male’s chest feathers are puffed out.

Male Pectoral Sandpipers have a special air sac that lies beneath their breast bone. The air sac fills so that he looks like a feathered balloon and while he flies over the female, he lets out throbbing hoots (and many other extraordinary sounds!).

The wind was still blowing hard when i returned the following morning. Neither were seen and I hoped they had taken advantage of the super strong tailwinds to take them to the next leg of their journey,  what seems mighty epic to this wingless human.

helllo and thank you!

Dear Friends,

I hope you are doing well. We are all in this together and I just know we will get through these difficult times. I am so proud of my community for the way organizations and individuals are pulling together to help the food insecure, especially The Open Door and Common Crow.

Wildlife stories and dramas continue despite all and I am grateful for that. I’ve only touched very lightly on posting about the amazing fall migration still underway. Look for upcoming stories about a tiny bird with the outsized name, Golden-crowned Kinglet, a pair of sweet Pectoral Sandpipers that stayed for a one-day stopover on their supreme 17,000 -20,000 mile round trip migration, a three woodpecker sighting day, and much more. Aren’t these atmospheric months of September, October, and November wonderful! Stormy weather and high winds sometimes bring not often seen creatures to our shores, only needing a brief respite, before resuming their extraordinary journeys.A male Pectoral Sandpiper – you can see he is a male because males have an inflatable air sac in his chest that he also utilizes to puff out his feathers during mating displays

I don’t think I shared the video about the fabulous four plants for pollinators – The Fab Four Plants for Monarchs (and Bees)! There are still a few Monarchs straggling along, some still even in Ontario. The latest I have ever seen a Monarch in our area was November 4th. It was memorable because it was also the year Barack Obama was first elected president. A note about the Fab Four plants. Common Milkweed can be substituted with Marsh Milkweed, Seaside Goldenrod with Canada Goldenrod or Tall Goldenrod, and Smooth Aster with either New York or Purple-stemmed Asters. The idea is sturdy nectar-rich plants that also provide a convenient landing pad and that bloom late in the season.

I was nominated for the City of Gloucester’s Kindness Campaign by our Ward One City Councilman Scott Memhard, and accepted the award on behalf of our wonderful team of dedicated and kind Plover ambassadors and friends. Please read more here.

November 1st and 2nd are the days Dia de Muertos is celebrated. One of the most evocative locations we were invited to film at during the making of Beauty on the Wing was a small family cemetery in Macheros, a remote village at the base of Cerro Pelon Monarch Butterfly Biosphere Reserve.

Honoring our loved ones with offerings on this beautiful Dia de Muertos.
xxKim

PECTORAL SANDPIPER IN OUR MIDST

If you see a larger, chunkyish sandpiper foraging alongside Semipalmated Plovers and Sanderlings, look at its neck and chest feathers. The Pectoral Sandpiper is heavily streaked above with bright white below.

This long distant traveler breeds in wet coastal areas of the Arctic tundra, from easternmost Russia, across Alaska, and into Canada.  According to Cornell’s All About Birds, most winter over in southern South America, which means that some Pectoral Sandpipers migrate a whopping 19,000 miles every year!