There’s little to love about November. I mean really, what’s to like about dark, gray, cold days that will only get colder and darker? And not even any snow to make things pretty to look at. Jeez.
Nature abides. Like the Dude, Nature is always there. And like the Dude, it always puts a smile on my face.
Watching and looking for birds has given me great excuses to get out in the cold and damp these past few days, and I may be even starting to see the beauty in my least favorite month. It’s not July, but when I can watch critters like these, I can’t complain.
There were 28 Wood Ducks at a nearby pond yesterday. I’d never seen even one male Wood Duck, so to see a whole gaggle of them was incredible.
A couple of days ago I followed a pair of Bald Eagles around a lake as they stalked the coots and mallards and snow geese that were resting on their way south.
There were a few shorebirds still hanging out, as well. I think this is a Greater Yellowlegs, but I can’t really see his yellow legs to be sure.
A Common Loon had some important news to share.
I even saw a Great Horned Owl. He was not, however, willing to show his face in a photograph. See him there, behind the tree? That’s some good camouflage.
So I guess you’re OK after all, November.