After the storms that rolled through last night, it was a dark and soggy morning in Estabrook Park, though not actually raining, much. The river was up nearly a foot and running brown and fast. Nevertheless, this intrepid kingfisher was out hunting for its breakfast from the far shore. Good luck, little buddy!
As I approached the southern island, a deer must have been working up the nerve to swim over to it, and my arrival was just the impetus it needed to take the plunge. As fast as I ran to get a shot, it swam faster, and all I could get was its right ear peeking out over the brush on the island.
At the north end, this great blue heron was in the same boat as the kingfisher, although it appears to have found some calmer water. Bonne chance, big guy!
Finally, on my way back south, this grey squirrel seemed to be asking, “why aren’t you home in bed like everyone else?” Great question, my furry friend!
And that’s the whole story for today. Perhaps things will be on their way back to normal tomorrow.