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American Kestrel (Female)
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Sapsucker Heron
We saw that the male heron had made an appearance on the nest cam a few days ago, and when we walked around the pond at Sapsucker Woods we figured this was him. He was fishing in an alcove and we were quite close. I got some pics of him with one of the unfortunate fish he caught, but none of them are stellar.It was kind of a man and wife who were watching him to invite the girls and me in to take their spot so that we could see the heron doing his patient, alert work. We passed on the favor to the next walkers who appeared.
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Sapsucker Hawk
We’ve seem this redtail before at Sapsucker Woods. It’s a rehabilitated hawk that was released nearby, and it has adopted the pond and its environs as its territory. It’s somewhat tolerant of people, but as I was photographing it another photographer walked up and spooked it — so it’s still got at least some vestige of its wild “boundaries.”
We saw it several more times during the day. Once as it hunted high in a tree, it decided to move on and simply spread its wings. It was a windy day, and the breeze lifted it like a kite so it was soaring in seconds.
How I’d love to be able to do that.
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Spring Preserve
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Worth a thousand words
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Morning Discoveries
Older Daughter and I took a walk on Saturday morning. It turned into a sunny day in the 50’s, but the day began frostily, especially in the shadier patches of trail.
We stopped to visit the resident raptors at the nature center before starting out, and we found a surprise: a squirrel who’d gotten trapped (temporarily, we hope) in one of the empty rooms.
He disappeared through an interior passageway somehow, and provided he didn’t end up in the hawk cages he probably came out all right. We saw no evidence of tragic demise when we returned on our way home.
It warmed eventually and we enjoyed some beautiful morning vistas.
There were lots of robins about…
…as well as some chickadees. I always think of Blackbeard the pirate when I look into these snappy little eyes.
There were some sobering sights as well. This pile of feathers is all that remains of some kind of ground bird or duck caught unawares.
And a little further on, this lay in the center of the trail.
Of course these are horrible sights and I hesitate to post them. (I did resist photographing the several piles of coyote scat we also saw along this upper meadow where the deer bed down at night.) But anyone who sets out to “discover nature” has to come face to face with them at some point. There is the beautiful, scenic, astonishingly adapted side of nature — and there is the predatory side. When I come upon things like this I can’t help but think of the last moments of whatever animal has become a meal, and of the violence the remains testify to. There are other factors too — the hunger of the predator, satisfied only by cunning and strength and persistence, and these are all part of the picture as well. But I still haven’t found a way to process sights like this easily.
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Park in early spring
We took the dog for a romp at a local park yesterday and saw an enormous raptor of some kind fly over. I’m guessing it was a juvenile eagle — we saw one there back in the icier weather.
Other than that, just a couple of robins for bird sightings. But the sun and the sun-deprived grass now laid bare were welcome sights.
The girls hunted fossils and the dog frolicked. She doesn’t look 13, does she?
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Recent Sights
Mostly our recent walk at a wetland was about water birds and evidence of creatures not seen. Like this beaver mark from last year — freshly chewed this year.
Or these pileated woodpecker excavations at the edge of the parking area. Wouldn’t it be great to come upon the woodpecker at work?
In the raptor category, we’ve seen a pair of American kestrels in the same field for several weeks running. One of these days I’ll get a good picture!
My daughter and I saw this hawk capture a mouse as we were driving. I pulled over and she was able to get a nice picture — not nice for the mouse, though.
In the back yard we’ve enjoyed seeing the squirrels. Mostly they feast on maple buds, but once in awhile they get a piece of stale bread. This fellow is on the base of the bird bath, where he at least enjoys the privilege of eating NEAR the bird feeder — though he’s continually foiled in efforts to get INTO it.
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Pontius Pileated Comes to Call
This fellow is a little bigger than our usual feeder visitors!
Too big to get a good grip, as it turns out. Makes me want to rig up a different suet cage and see if he’ll come back… What a fun sight to see as we were eating lunch!
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First day of spring
Someone told me recently that when the maple buds swell, maple syrup season is over. It’s definitely colder this year than it was on the first day of spring last year. I recorded the sights from this date last year at my other blog. Things were definitely further along then!
