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Waterthrush

Brian Fitch
 

While I was birding the concrete bridge at South Lake Merced, a silent waterthrush flitted through the reeds and willows on the south side, mid-span, never stopping long enough for me to get my binoculars on it.  It bobbed its tail quickly and constantly, and showed no difference in color between the flanks and the rest of the body.  I couldn't discern the supercillium or throat details, but my quick impression was of a Northern, which has overwintered in the area before.

Brian Fitch