It was an odd morning in Estabrook. The temperature was mild enough, but the wind was still quite gusty. The sun was mostly out, but the sky wasn’t very blue. I heard and glimpsed a kingfisher again, but didn’t manage to capture an image yet.
I did finally manage to find wood ducks up in a tree, a sight which eluded me all last summer. They started out low, on a log over the oxbow beside the river.
And then they went quite high.
When I first got to the pond, it seemed that nobody was there, but it turns out that our heroes were indeed in their spot on the southern tip of the island, a second couple were actively working on a nest on the northern tip, and a third couple were still trying to decide if they were going to make a go of it halfway in between. Nobody was on the water, and all the other couples and that one oddball appear to have finally moved on,.
When I came back for a second visit the only change was that a few wood ducks had flown in to search for whatever anyone might have left on the lawn.
There was the usually chorus of chickadees, robins, cardinals, juncos, and woodpeckers throughout the park, but nobody was in a posing mood this morning. Instead, I found this tiny patch of moss growing in a natural planter and glowing in the early morning sun, and that’s gonna have to be your splash of color for today.