
First we hear their sounds. It takes time to zero in on a location. Even then, we had to look very carefully to find them in plain sight.

First we hear their sounds. It takes time to zero in on a location. Even then, we had to look very carefully to find them in plain sight.

The bull frogs were in full force over at the far bog while the beavers were asleep or working elsewhere.
From the recent visit to the farthest bog where the beavers swim we caught this warbler, or something else, on the trail.
This is one of our regulars. Most likely a male hairy woodpecker based on a the red crown and beak, but we have seen downy woodpeckers here also.

We had a good week for birding close to home. Robins have finally arrived to look for food in the backyard.
Last week, when we approached the bog where the beavers have set up, we spotted this scene on the other side of the trail.
On a mid-week late evening, we visited the far bog where beavers are making their latest local community. Not every visit leads to any excitement but we were lucky this day. This beaver suspected we were around but apparently wasn’t sure where. I caught this image as he paddled toward us. Moments later he saw us and with a tremendous slap with his tail, went deep while simultaneously reversing direction.
Or a yellow-bellied sapsucker?