The bull frogs were in full force over at the far bog while the beavers were asleep or working elsewhere.
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Egretful sight
From a Connecticut sea-side marsh.
Torpedo bomber at ten o’clock!
The early morning light catches the mother osprey squawking and carrying a big stick over my head last week.
Osprey on offense
The mother osprey returns with a branch after her initial passes over my head (see my earlier post) . Before putting the branch into her nest as shown here, she flew over me several times. I wasn’t sure if she was going to drop it on me or whack me with it.
Mockingbird at the pole
Osprey on defense
As I approached an osprey nest with a mom and two chicks, she leaped out of the nest and came rushing toward me to check me out.
Maybe a warbler
From the recent visit to the farthest bog where the beavers swim we caught this warbler, or something else, on the trail.
Grackle by the bog
Over by the bog near the beaver’s den we found this grackle-we-think. The bird is wandering along the trail now covered by water backed up by beaver damming.
Woodpecker
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.
Robin from the backyard
We had a good week for birding close to home. Robins have finally arrived to look for food in the backyard.
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