Very few birds around North Cove in Essex today even though the water was calm.
A weeping willow is showing a hint of spring across the cove.
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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.
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.
We seldom leave the house without a destination in mind. Mindful of the holiday traffic, today we headed south with a plan to cross the Connecticut River on the East Haddam Bridge then poke around headed towards Lyme.
As we were approaching the bridge cars were stopped ahead of us with the gate signaling that the swing bridge was about to open or close. The line of cars was short so we were able to turn into Eagle Landing State Park hoping to get some shots.
The bridge was just opening as we parked. After two boats passed through and the bridge closed we strolled down the park. We spotted the Osprey who reside on top of the moving portion of the bridge on the community funded platform.
Other small birds were hanging around.
The Becky Thatcher headed north which could only mean that the Essex Steam Train would be coming into Deep River Landing to swap passengers.
We jumped in the car and made it to Deep River Landing well ahead of the train.
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A little further south we saw the train again as it passed Pratt Cove.
Lyme will have to wait for another day.
I spent an enjoyable morning yesterday watching birds along the lower Connecticut River in a few spots from Essex to Deep River. There was a lovely breeze bringing cool air off the water and keeping the mosquitoes at bay.
This Snowy Egret plodded back in forth in an inlet swamp, constantly poking into the undergrowth. I didn’t see the meal but there was some swallowing going on.
Undeterred by the breeze the Swallows were in nearly constant motion gathering bugs from the air, both over the water and a nearby cemetery. A hungry mouth alerted to an incoming parent.
The parents were harder to catch but they stopped long enough to drop off a snack.
Photos taken February 16, 2015 at the Connecticut River.
The CT River was mostly frozen over as far south as Essex through February and the growing winter Eagle population expanded their territories in search of food.
The size of these birds is amazing and watching them in flight a treat. They are graceful and slow compared to the birds we commonly see in this area.