On the 30th, I did a solo birding at Santa Fe Dam where once again I was entertained by two Rock Wrens who were hunting for food just a few feet ahead of me.
The Orange Bishops were no longer orange having shed their breeding attire and reverted to a plainer, more sparrow-like plumage.
The surprise of the day was when I was already on my way out. I spotted a Cooper's Hawk sitting on a small pond - a most unusual thing for this species to do. I made a screeching stop (which didn't bother the hawk) turned around and drove as close as I can to the pond. I turned off the engine and started shooting at the insouciant raptor.
My birding year closed out with 89 lifers. Not bad at all.