After some slow motion creeping along the shore, we got a reasonable image of a great egret at mid-day along the Mystic river last September.
A view of an egret
After some slow motion creeping along the shore, we got a reasonable image of a great egret at mid-day along the Mystic river last September.
A somewhat ragged looking cormorant attempts to dry its wings during late summer on the coast of Connecticut.
The first snow of the season left us with plenty of nature’s artwork.
From the back woods on a weekday afternoon, a small group of does spent about fifteen minutes. Later that night, the camera caught a buck wandering by.
Earlier this year on our patrol to the far bog.
While paddling down the Madagascal stream somewhere south of Lincoln, Maine this past summer; and yes, this is a repeat ~
Strong colors was the rule this year around the bog. Despite several days of strong winds, leaves of color persisted on the branches for many days.
During a recent patrol over to the far bog, we attempted to sneak up on a small group of ducks hanging around the open water. Before we could get very close, they flew off in a panic. For the next five minutes they flew in circles over us and the edges of the bog.