Click for full image. My photo, with some help from the folks at Macphun.
Hadn’t done this in a while, and it was good to go out to sororitize with old friends and new.
Much of the experimentation won’t pay off for weeks or months, but that’s okay. It’s fun to see what other people come up with, and then consider the options at leisure.
Posted in birds, insects, into the woods, travel, tagged breathe, dragonfly, egrets, habitat restoration, hiking, marsh, outdoors Delaware, travel, wildlife refuge on 25 August, 2015| Leave a Comment »
Cool breezes off the water, egrets foraging and roosting, and most of the humans are still crowding the other sections of the sandbar. A short hike at the Prime Hook National Wildlife Refuge was just what we needed yesterday! [Well, that and getting fresh peaches, and looking at Victorian architecture, and that salsa-free guacamole at Agave Tequila Bar and Restaurant, and…]
At the end of the Dike Trail, a few people seemed to be fishing, or at least scooping things out with nets, and nearby one of the boats shifting sand for the Marsh Restoration project was operating.
Anyone want to confirm the bird here as either a Least Bittern or a Kingfisher? The former is predictable for the area, but the latter is what it looked like to us.
There were at least four species of butterflies [monarch, pipevine and black swallowtails, buckeyes], and plenty of dragonflies [including a lovely big bronze one with saddlebags], but I only got this shot of a big green dragonfly for my efforts…
As I drove, I could see the anvil clouds and lightning flashes off to the south of my route. For most of my trip, I kept hoping that the rains would stay down that way, since my path was pretty much due west, and maybe I’d get out of this ridiculous flytrap truck before I had to rely on the windshield wipers again. [It is not so much that the wiperblades were bad, as it was that I’d got sufficient bugs splattered on the windshield as to make lots of translucent smears when the wipers were in operation…]
Ominous signs that this or that 260 acres were available for “development”. The thunk and rattle of the now-empty truck box. Are they called truck boxes? It’s the box part of the truck… Cargo area?
Drive, drive, chase the fading light all the way home….
We’re coming up on the weekend when lots of US folks migrate to “the Shore” or “the Ocean” [with various regional twangs and slangs for these prized locations]. I like finding things at the beach, talking, and laughing with friends at the shoreline…
But you could give me those same people and the woods, or an outdoor cafe, and I’d still be happy. You just have to let me wander off every so often to explore and look back at everything for a while.
Okay, sea turtles. Yeah, you don’t get those hatching in the woods or in the city. Flap flap flappity little turtles making their way to the water…