Well, as often happens, the rain this morning was much lighter than forecast. Plus, the temps were unseasonably warm, and the wind was also pretty light, so it was a mighty fine day to kick-off our weekly wildlife walks in Estabrook Park. The first nice surprise, of course, was that people actually came out toContinue reading “Inaugural Estabrook Wildlife Walk”
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Most things were blown away today
The unrelenting wind continues today, and perhaps the critters are just exhausted by it, because I saw far fewer than even yesterday, let alone usual. One critter that I really did not expect to see was this little phoebe, perched low over the riverbank, and who feeds by flitting from its perch to catch bugsContinue reading “Most things were blown away today”
Less frost and more deer…
It was a super nice morning in Estabrook Park, with clear skies and still air, similar to yesterday, but warmer, so no sign of frost for a change. I got my first nice picture at the north end when this doe crossed between the two islands. She had a fawn in tow, but it wasContinue reading “Less frost and more deer…”
October keeps on delivering…
The stunningly beautiful weather in Estabrook Park just keeps coming, and today was just as clear and just as calm as yesterday, but a smidge warmer. Before we get into today’s sights, however, I still have some from yesterday to show you. The yellow-bellied sapsuckers have not all passed through yet, and this gorgeous creatureContinue reading “October keeps on delivering…”
A couple of little surprises
The weather in Estabrook Park just keeps getting nicer. Sure, it was appropriately chilly for October this morning, but the sky remains clear, and the breeze keeps getting lighter. My first surprise today was finding this little blast from the past. I haven’t seen a house wren in weeks, so my bet is that thisContinue reading “A couple of little surprises”
Look who the wind blew in!
One of the big stories from yesterday is that Tom, the mink whisperer, spotted a vermillion flycatcher catching flies off the southern tip of the northern island and about 1000 miles northeast of its natural range. As soon as I found out, I hustled back out to see if I could also see it, alongContinue reading “Look who the wind blew in!”
