In yesterday’s blog post about Friday Faces I mentioned that I saw my very first red-eyed vireo while walking on the trail through the bog. Another blogger commented that s/he had never seen a vireo, so, at that blogger’s request, here it is: momma vireo sitting on her nest. It’s not a great picture (not even a very good one), because she was hidden away among lots of leafy green branches. Sunlight filtering through the leaves gave it a green cast, but given the difficulties, I am happy to have a picture of this pretty little bird.
For the past four weeks I have been busy with Blogging 101, an online course for bloggers who want to improve their blog. With a new blogging assignment every day, there hasn’t been much time to go on my usual photowalks, so I have actually taken only a few pictures during these weeks. Hopefully normal photowalking will resume next week…if it stops raining and we aren’t flooded out.
UPDATE ON THE VIREO
Before the rain finally stopped yesterday (Sunday), I went back to the vireo’s nest to see if I could capture a few more/better pictures. I’m going to include them in my weekly photo update (my new blog feature starting today), but I thought this sweet little bird deserved a spotlight all her own. Here are a few new pictures of her at the nest: (Click on the first picture to scroll through the gallery).
Red-eyed vireo carrying food to the nest.
Keeping an eye on the nest.
I was excited to get a second chance to show you her red eye.
Pretty neat, isn’t it?
This morning the big blue recycling truck lumbered down our street, stopping at each house to collect the items placed at the curb for recycling. As a result, my post today involves recycling, but not that kind of recycling. Recently I read a suggestion that struck my fancy. The writer was encouraging photographers to search out and recycle old photos, just to see how creative they could be with some of the old stuff we all have accumulated, but maybe never used…sort of like digging through that junk drawer in your kitchen and discovering treasures you had forgotten. “Good idea,” I thought.
“With 51,000 photos sitting on my hard drive, that should be easy …and fun.”
So this evening I searched through the backlog of photos on my hard drive, looking specifically for pictures of animals that put a smile on my face. And here you have the first one, a chubby, self-satisfied American robin enjoying her day at the spa. And here is a song you may remember, although probably not, unless you are old enough to remember when Harry Truman was president of the United States (and yes, I am that old).
I hope you like the song because if you are anything like me, it could be rolling around in your head for hours. Did it bring a few good memories to mind? Or maybe it will send you searching through your photographic junk drawer to see what you can come up with. If my “poor little robin, walking to Missouri” sends you searching, I hope you have fun. I did, and I’m planning to recycle another “funny animal”…maybe tomorrow.
Although I didn’t encounter as many warblers as yesterday, nor anything that made me as excited as the indigo bunting, this was still a delightful day in the park with Gulliver as my photo assistant. Being a “senior dog,” he isn’t impatient and will wait for me when I spot something I want to “shoot.” I just drop his leash on the ground, step on it, and shoot away. Here are six photos (but only two different species) from today:
A happy chappy!
Heron on patrol
Great blue heron
Wading down the river
That’s it for this post. Gulliver and I hope you enjoyed our birds.
Note: If you want to scroll through a gallery or see the large version of a photo, just click the pic.
It has been one of those days that started early and just kept on going. By the time I got out for a photowalk, the afternoon light was waning, but the birds were still active. I headed for the bluebird nesting boxes first; both mom and pop bluebirds were there, and perched nearby was a tree swallow, so I added his picture to my collection for the day.
Walking on, I headed past the bog, where I spotted flashes of bright yellow. Click, click, click! I captured several colorful birds, but at first I wasn’t quite sure what they were.
…until this handsome dude showed up on the scene…
…and I exclaimed, “Oh! Orioles! Both the male and female.”
Then they discovered each other, and I quickly captured the surprising interaction with my camera!
Gotta love witnessing that interaction, but the walk wasn’t over yet. On the way back to my car, I saw a downy woodpecker…
…a singing cardinal,
…and a very shy mystery warbler who was hiding in the underbrush.
And that was the end of the evening and the very productive walk in the park. If you liked it as much as I did, feel free to comment. I would love to know if you had a favorite picture.
It’s already well past my bedtime, and here I sit, trying to get caught up with processing, selecting, and posting my pictures. there’s just never enough time to do all the things I like and/or need to do in a day. I don’t suppose I am alone in facing this conundrum, so I am open to hearing your solutions if you have figured it out. Just don’t tell me I’ll have more time after I retire. I already retired (after 33 years of teaching middle school), and I still don’t have enough time. Solutions anyone?
Meanwhile, here are the birds that posed during my photowalk today (Click a pic to enlarge them):
Redwinged blackbird sounding off
Waiting for some applause.
That’s the crop for today.Thanks for taking a look.
If you have a solution for my conundrum, please weigh in.
All suggestions gratefully considered! Carolyn aka Skip
Have you ever thought about how inaccurate that phrase is? The rainy day grays would be a better description in my opinion. Sitting at my computer this afternoon, I glance out the window above me, and what I see is gray, not blue. Gray is the color of rainy days, and a very accurate description for today. Two days ago, we celebrated a perfect, sunny-blue-sky day with the temperature topping out at 80 degrees Fahrenheit…our highest so far this spring. It seemed almost like summer, and a marvelous antidote to our long, snowy, and record-breaking frigid winter. A mere 48 hours later, we have plunged back into mid-March. That is to say: wet, chilly, overcast, and basically gray.
However, and this is my point here, despite the grayness of the weather and sky, I’m feeling sunny-blue-sky joyful. Although that may seem contradictory, my mood isn’t determined by the weather. Four things happened today that have me feeling sunny-blue-sky joyful:
A good friend needed a ride to a doctor appointment. Taking her there got me out of the house, and we thankfully escaped the worst of the wet weather…driving between the cloudbursts. While I waited for her to finish her appointment, I encountered another patient who was waiting for a ride home. My conversation with this amazing 94-year-young stranger warmed my heart. That’s a story for another day, but I just hope our conversation blessed her as much as it did me.
Out of the blue (a much better description for today), another good friend called with the news that she had made a big pot of chicken rice soup and wanted to give me some…my second mood brightener of the day, and a very tasty lunch when I arrived back home.
The third source of my joy was the birds that visited my back yard “bird buffet,” 10 different species in all, and I got decent pictures of eight of them. They seemed positively energized and delighted by the falling rain and new bird seed waiting for them at the buffet.
And to top it all, a hummingbird stopped by to sip fresh sugar water. It’s our first hummer of the summer (forgive me for being a little silly, but hummingbirds have that effect on me). Here he is. Doesn’t he look happy? These are far from the sharpest hummingbird photos I’ve ever taken, but capturing tiny, quick-moving birds is one thing cloudy gray skies don’t do well.
So that’s my day. For the record:
Exercise: No walk today. Too much rain and too little time!
Weather: In a word, wet. Another word: cool.
It has been a day full of blessings for which I am thankful.
If you want to see the other bird buffet visitors, click here. They are posted on my nature blog.
The cold, windy, almost wintry weather for the past two days completely discouraged me from my photowalk in the park. If that gives you the idea that I’m one of those people who wimps out when the weather turns nasty, you would be wrong…well, sort of wrong. For years I have been a year round, all weather walker until this winter when day after day of single digit temperatures and snow and ice covered trails changed my inclinations and turned me into a couch potato. In January and February, the cold was so extreme we were beginning to think the Arctic Circle had relocated to south of the Ohio River, and March wasn’t much of an improvement. Walking the icy trails was treacherous, and since I fell in the park a few years ago and dislocated my shoulder, I have become much more reticent about hitting the trail when the trail is frozen. You can call it wimpy if you want to, but I call it exercising extreme caution! So I stayed home a lot of days this winter, and don’t want to mention how many pounds I put on as a result of my new sedentary habits.
When April rolled around…FINALLY…I was ready to hit the trail, get some exercise, and lose that weight! For motivation, I created a new blog. Dreaming BIG I named it 7500 steps and made that my daily walking goal. I haven’t hit it yet, but goals should be huge, something to strive for, and this one is. Reaching 7500 steps will take a lot of striving, and that’s okay with me. I can just imagine the fun I will have exploring my new blog and watching the weight registering on my scale go down-down-down…back to where it was at the beginning of this cold, cold winter. The new blog is a work-in-progress, just as achieving 7500 steps will be. Meanwhile I have this blog to consider. Seen Along the Trail is a photoblog, my place to post the photos I capture on my regular walks in the park. It is my way to share the wonders of creation…the landscapes, birds, deer, and other critters and their interactions with each other.
Today the thermometer gradually began to inch upward again. Degree by degree, it climbed higher and higher until it topped out at a balmy 49 degrees Fahrenheit. Okay, that’s a little sarcasm there! It really didn’t get very warm today, but I hit the trail anyway, and, this being spring migration time, it turned out to be a banner day for birds. Take a look at the photo gallery and remember you can click on any picture to see the larger version of the gallery, and if you want to see captions just click on the little “i” in the upper left corner.
So that’s it for today. If you happen to know the identity of that as-yet-unnamed bird, please leave it in the comments section. And if you live in the northern hemisphere and resonate with what I have said about the cold winter, I would love to hear how it affected you. Just tell us in the comments.
Thanks for stopping by! I hope to see you again soon.
PS: Thanks to blogger Back Yard Bird Nerd for providing the unnamed bird’s identity. It’s a brown thrasher, and I found it in this post. Carolyn aka Skip
Living only a mile south of Lake Erie has both advantages and disadvantages. Today I experienced both. The lake was almost 100% covered by ice this winter. We experienced the coldest February on record when the temperature hovered in the single digits for many days. As a result, spring has been very slow in arriving. We had a taste of it last week and hoped it was here to stay, but it waved goodbye this week with high winds and temperatures falling to near freezing at night and only reaching into the mid-forties during the day. The advantage of living here is that we are located on the flyway taken by many birds on their spring and fall migration. Many Canada-bound birds that don’t live here year round pause in our parks and neighborhoods to rest and refuel before flying across Lake Erie.
Early May is the peak of the warbler migration through our area. Magee Marsh Wildlife Area, west of Cleveland on Lake Erie, is dubbed the warbler capital of the world! I drove out there one year with my daughter on “International Migratory Bird Day” and was amazed by the number of birds and birders. It was fun and exciting, but also very crowded. It was a challenge to walk 20 steps without colliding into someone with their eyes to the sky or the tree tops.
Due to the cool weather, the migration is not yet in full swing, but on my walk in the park today I was lucky enough to come across a ruby-crowned kinglet and to actually get several photos of him, including one that shows the ruby spot that gives him his name. He is the second smallest bird in Ohio, a lovely little bird. Take a look (Click a bird to see the larger version).
There’s the ruby crown.
That’s all for today. Despite the chill in the air, I was glad I took a walk in the park.
Spring is so fickle. Today it can’t decide if it wants to rain or if the sun will shine. Will it be sunny and warm or windy and chilly? So far, it has offered up some of each, changing its mind every half-hour or so. Before the rain started this morning, I headed to the park for a photowalk. We are still experiencing early spring here on the south shore of Lake Erie, so I don’t have much to show you in the way of blooming flowers or blossoming fruit trees, but the birds were active, so a gallery of bird portraits is what I will share with you today. I hope you enjoy them (Click on a picture to scroll through the gallery).
For the record
Weather: The high temperature was 68 degrees, but that was this morning before the cold front moved in. Apparently we are going to have a lot of cool and wet weather this week. Ergh!
Exercise: I walked 3,275 steps or 1.5 miles. At that rate it will take me forever to reach 7500 steps, but I plan to persevere!