There is now enough of a time window for me to sneak into Estabrook for a quick visit before school, we even had a little bit of sun this morning, and that sure lit up the pond water nicely around this dapper, red-breasted merganser drake.
Poor guy. All that beautiful plumage and no one to share it with.
Meanwhile, our newly visiting common mergansers were on the river again. There was even a second hen today, but she didn’t want to get in the picture.
At the north end, a female kestrel was taking a break, perhaps post breakfast, on an old tree high above the northern island.
The big surprise on the river, however, at least for me, was spotting this beaver hauling a clump of dried grass up stream, I can only suppose it is for nesting material, and I have not seen that behavior before.
I first spotted it before it stopped for the grass, and while I was far from the riverbank. I tried to get ahead of it for a picture as I approached the river, but I thought I had lost it when it didn’t appear on schedule. Just as I was about to give up and move on, there it came with the cargo it had just acquired.
Back on the mainland, I have yet another entry for my continuing effort to show you how yellow-bellied sapsuckers got that name. This female has quite a nice yellow streak down the middle of her belly.
Finally, I found the red morph screech-owl again, and heads-up before you scroll down, it appears to be in the middle of its breakfast.
I warned you.