Golden maple leaved

A partly cloudy end to the day was brighter for a second on the beaver bog
In an inlet on a nearby lake, I usually find a flotilla of ducks. As we approach, they sometimes fly away in a rush. At other times, the will just mosey out of the inlet as we come closer, as shown above.

A swamp sparrow (most likely) ventures along the edge of the far bog during our Saturday mid-afternoon patrol.

Early October on the bog is turning the leaves.

This gull was spotted over a central Maine pond last week; probably a herring gull but has dark eyes and a black beak marker. Does not match anything in my guide books.

Walking along the far bog awhile ago I found a different visitor than I am used to seeing. With some research, I now know I have my first image of a cedar waxwing.