… ’til February.
We were blessed with yet another beautiful day today.
In fact, this day was 3G … great, glorious … yup, a true gem, and one we’d like to tuck away and pull out in the dead of Winter.
Not only was this a day that I wanted to go that extra mile before heading home to tackle the basement one last time (yeah!), but it was a 3G day for spotting “wildlife” usually not seen along the perimeter path. Those three sightings were of birds and a critter whose names begin with the letter “G”.
As I passed the cement landing, a green heron was staring across the Creek and contemplating life I guess. He stood there for the longest time. I got a picture, then greedily, I decided I had to have a close-up shot, but as I moved toward him, he suddenly took flight. I’m not a “birder” per se, and I may not have readily identified that tall, skinny bird with the long beak, except you might recall last Summer I spotted an unusual bird at the marina, used his photo with my blog post that day, then I e-mailed the photo to the DNR to inquire what type of crane or heron it was. They identified it as a green heron.
Soon thereafter, a goldfinch was flitting between the branches of a small tree; you couldn’t miss his bright-colored plumage among the green leaves.
But, my biggest “find” (though certainly not a stellar shot), was a gopher. It is the first time I’ve seen one at the Park and he posed very nicely, even when I made a move to grab the camera from the pouch, and I got one shot., but before I could zoom in on him, it was “go gopher go” as he scurried away and popped into his burrow in a heartbeat.
I know where he lives and now I will stalk him. 🙂
Miss Linda…………………up north we called the herons: GBH’s great blue
Ann Marie – A couple of years ago I was at Council Point Park and several people were standing on the path looking up in a tree. There was a huge heron (bluish-gray) in an old dead tree. Everyone was taking pictures of it, so I did too and used it in a blog post that day. But, I stood there the longest time to get the perfect shot, and then proceeded on my walk once again. Next time around the perimeter path, that heron had never moved one inch. I think it was sleeping up there!