Tag Archives: Connecticut

Foggy Morning

Disorienting fog hung over the river yesterday morning; the water was like glass where you could see it. Little would you know that the water stretches about 1000 feet to the opposite bank. We could hear plenty of song birds around and a larger bird, perhaps an Eagle, winging up or down the river, but very few came into sight. The woodpeckers’ drilling was muted in the heavy air.


The sun was up and blue sky appeared and disappeared overhead.


The frost on the nude branches formed into drops as the air warmed, adding to the eerie feeling as they drop, drop, dropped.


Nickels, Dimes and other Small Things

During yesterday’s visit to Essex, CT we saw more than birds. A walk-able village that caters to tourists, Essex homeowners and shopkeepers are detail oriented with fall themed decorations everywhere you look.

The most unexpected thing I saw was a carriage of politicians being pulled by “Dime” and his colleague “Nickel.” I hope the names don’t speak to the state of the Essex government on election day.

The “Three Blind Mice” wreath fit with the literature theme of many of the Halloween decorations still in evidence. I last photographed the bird house with eight inches of snow covering the doorways. No decorations but it appears to have a fresh coat of paint–protection for the coming winter.

And the dog was waiting patiently for his owner to return, ball at the ready.

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Today’s Bird Tour

We stopped by a few of our favorite bird spots today, including Rocky Neck State Park and Essex, Connecticut. The calendar says November but the temperature felt more like early September with a beautiful clear sky. Wading birds and small woodland birds were taking advantage of the nice day.

Downy Woodpecker

A number of Great Egrets have yet to migrate south. The Snowy Egrets appear to have moved on.

Great Egrets

Nuthatches could be heard at the edge of the marsh. The one I spotted on the ground didn’t result in a good picture. The size of this one’s feet explain how they are able to travel upside down on a tree.

Yellow Legs
Tufted Tit Mouse
Tufted Tit Mouse

Seaside Art

The view of Stony Creek Harbor through the frame created by the artwork shown above changes with every step as you pass by, allowing you to focus on individual elements of a busy scene.


Unexpected in this seaside village, I continued on to what turned out to be an artsy walk.

The piece below is on the same lawn as the frame. A giant knot? Is the small orb on the ground just under the left edge part of the piece or a stray golf ball? I’m no visionary when it comes to interpreting art but I like this.


The next image is not of “art” but seemed artful to me. An abundance of horizontal and vertical lines intersecting, but not quite perpendicular. Level on one line makes crooked on another.


Nature and man combined to make this an artful view.


This one is all nature, beach roses hanging on as fall closes in.


Gull Afternoon

This Gull waited patiently for the roiling surf at Hammonasset Beach to stir up some lunch. Spotted it!


He rose out of the water with a treasure.


It appeared he knew the key to opening said treasure.


However, he wasn’t rewarded as the shell bounced off the sand with a thud, not the sharp “crack” often heard when Gulls drop clams or snails on a pier or rocks.


Undeterred, he strutted off to try again, leaving the unopened shell behind.


Autumn View

Vines and leaves are drying up and shrinking back even though we have not yet had a frost in central Connecticut. Views are starting to expand and birds are mores easily seen in spots that have been hidden by summer’s lush foliage.


We walked this morning along a mowed path at the edge of a wooded wildlife management area, easily spotting many species of birds that just weeks ago we could only hear.


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After a frost that will help make the poison ivy even more visible I’ll venture off the path.

River Dawn

The light and moisture on the Connecticut River at dawn  shift quickly.  As the sky lightened  a stream of  fog became visible rising out of a field onto the river.


Spider webs and wild flowers in the field  gave an artsy display.


Fog swirled around on the river even after the sun rose.


Pulled down by the weight of the moisture, grasses dipped and bobbed.


Birds were busy catching their first meal of the day.