The rain arrived right as I was ready to head out the door for my walk – nice timing Mother Nature! So, I had another cup of coffee and piddled around waiting for the rain to stop so I could head out. Since it was Sunday, I had some wiggle room for my walk and wasn’t just pegged into a drizzly morning trek, so I would get to stay dry. By mid-day the weather was just ducky – the sun was out and yesterday’s chill and breeze were gone. I headed out for my Sunday stroll in the ‘hood, because by mid-day the squirrels are kind of anti-social. They are not in hunting-and-gathering mode, but instead, they are back in their nests, having called it quits for the day.
I noticed a lot of people have their harvest and Halloween decor in place, but I didn’t take out the camera, as the scarecrows’ duds were a tad bedraggled from the rain and they were having a bad hair day as their straw was soggy. We do have a good week of weather ahead, so I hope to get a few squirrel shots as Council Point Park’s trees, reeds and bushes get their Autumn glow on.
I was at Heritage Park two weeks ago – it was a bright, beautiful and very hot day and by the time I left at 11:30 it was in the mid-80s. It was my last attempt at getting some photos of hummingbirds and butterflies before they head for warmer climes and I popped into the Community Gardens for one last peek as well. I’ll share those pictures in a future post, but today it is all about ducks.
Mr. and Mrs. Mallard.
As I mentioned in a recent post, I sure do miss the waterfowl at Council Point Park … I saw no ducks, geese or swans last Friday when I was there and, because I arrived fashionably late, there was no one to ask if they’d been around yet. I like going to Coan Lake at Heritage Park where the Mallards are everywhere – they are usually sleeping, preening, waddling about or paddling in this manmade lake and they are always good for a few photos. I liked this pair of Mallards who now have completed their moulting phase, so the male and female are easily distinguishable once again. Don’t they make a striking pair?
Their profile poses, in which they stood motionless for the longest time, suggested they were posing just for me; after all, I was the only human around. How I wished I had some corn or other treat to share with them, especially the longer they stayed looking like statues at the seawall. Often these Mallards plop into the water as soon as I approach them. The drake remained motionless as you see below and finally the hen pivoted around and gave me a shy glance as you see in the header image.
Birds of a feather flock together … some of the time.
I finally left my fine-feathered friends behind and moseyed to the other side of Coan Lake where I saw an interesting sight; in fact it was the first time I’d ever seen a turtle at this venue, but here were two of them, basking in the sun on some boulders, along with a female Mallard. If the Painted Turtle had not stuck out his neck, I’d have thought it was just boulders since they blended in.
They looked content, and, as I approached the trio from the other side to get some close-up photos, sunbathing seemed more important than dropping into the water for safety, so they stayed there, biding their time until I left.
I’ll be returning to this park again in a week or so, once the trees are ablaze in color. I follow Heritage Park Photo of the Day on Facebook, so I’ll be able to gauge the peak foliage hues at this quaint venue.