Monday, December 31, 2018
Now that I am retired and the dog has died, I don't often see sunrises. This morning I woke up early and went upstairs to see the moonlight reflected on the icy pond, and then was treated to brilliant reds and oranges in the east. A great way to start the last day of 2018.
Posted by The Grumpy Old Scientist at 6:36 AM
Monday, December 17, 2018
Actually, a flock of Bohemian Waxwings sounds like a lot of twittering in the trees. But I had never seen one before today, so it was grand to hear them.
Walked along the trail in the Low Plain Area and saw nothing of interest. The birds were in a flock of about 70 on the Colby-Sawyer college campus. There were feasting on crab apples while the students were mostly oblivious.
|Bohemian Waxwing and Crab Apples.|
|The trail at Low Plain|
|Nobody in the swamp|
|Nothing along the Pine Hill ski trail except for a Minnie Moose trail marker|
|Bright yellow tail on this guy|
|Whatever gets the food into the crop.|
|You don't see only one waxwing.|
Posted by The Grumpy Old Scientist at 12:52 PM
Saturday, December 15, 2018
Today is the annual Audubon Christmas Bird Count in the Sunapee area of New Hampshire - without birds. Having expended all their energy last year on a bumper crop of seeds, there are no cones now. And that wet snow storm in November has all of the weed seeds deep under a solid mass of ice. So the birds have all left to find food. But it was a good day to explore the Low Plain area.
|By the bridge|
Posted by The Grumpy Old Scientist at 1:21 PM