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Sapsucker Woods
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Back Yard
These are some scenes from out back this spring. Along with the usual birds and chipmunks visiting our feeder, we’ve been enjoying a red squirrel nest in the stone wall. There are at least 4 babies that have evolved from peering out from the crevices to practicing their climbing and walking.
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Winter Beauty
These photos were taken back in December. I was trying out a wonderful Christmas gift of a new camera. I’m posting them months later when the chill has lifted, and I can enjoy them without my teeth chattering!
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365 Photo: Black & White
A friend of mine regularly posts photos for the 365 Picture Today daily prompts. It’s inspiring, so I thought I might try a few.
Today’s prompt is “Black & White.”
This is not a new photo, but it’s a favorite. Chickadees are one of my very favorite black & white things. They are brave little birds, so inquisitive and busy. This picture seems to capture these traits, along with the theme of this blog: “The more you look, the more you see.”
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Spring?
Yesterday, it felt like we lived in a snow globe all morning. Big flakes whirled around and drifted reluctantly to the patches of mud and color-starved grass that were emerging from the past weeks’ snow cover. It was just enough to restore a thin blanket over the ground.
Then, in the afternoon, the maple out front was suddenly filled with robins. They sat and hopped and clucked and fluttered to the holly to eat berries and generally reassured us that spring is around the corner.
As a child, the first robin was always the harbinger of spring. Some things you never outgrow.
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New Monarch
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Niche
Some people have a talent for creating beautiful domestic niches in the midst of a wild landscape. These images are from a visit with some of those people.
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Summer Pond
Late June/early July, 2021.
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Watkins Glen
These images are from October 2020.
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Early Summer: Outer Banks
What a treat to enjoy the vast, changing landscape of the ocean for a few days…
Morning 
Osprey 
Pelican 
Just a few blocks away from the wide open, salt-sprayed spaces was the Nag’s Head Woods Preserve, a place of clinging, muggy air; wetland chirps and croaks from all manner of unknown (and unseen) creatures; and green scum covering everything from the water surfaces to the turtles and, yes, the beaver — the first beaver I’ve seen live, though in our area we see the signs of beaver activity often.
It was an amazing place, and it hosted far more wildlife and plant life than we were able to see. As may be apparent from the pictures, we were racing a cloudburst, and the walk was accompanied by rumbles of thunder and general eeriness.
Still, I think my favorite environment was the beach. The grandeur, the invitation to reflect on possibilities, and the good spirit of others made it a wonderful week.
