Luminous Spring Scilla
April 5th, 2010
I love this time of year.
I love it because this is when luscious carpets of little blue flowers--so
blue they almost seem to glow--spring up in the northwest woods of Mud Lake.
They're usually the first flowers I see in spring. They smell wonderful.
In past years, I wasn't "into" flowers as a naturalist (though I always
enjoyed the sight) so I didn't try to identify them. Now I am. But I tried
several wildflower field guides and came up empty. Google finally cleared up
the mystery for me, courtesy of a comment on
this page:
it's scilla, specifically scilla siberica (Siberian Squill), and it's not a
wildflower at all, at least not in this part of the world! It's a garden
flower that spread to Mud Lake from nearby Britannia, and naturalized.
The sun was slipping in and out of the clouds. Each time it peeked out, I shot
the flowers backlit. That seemed to give them the glory they deserved.
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An Afternoon at Jack Pine Trail (part 2)
April 4th, 2010
In terms of friendliness of wildlife, Jack Pine Trail is Mud Lake and then
some. Ducks, geese, chickadees, nuthatches, chipmunks and squirrels have all
learned, from repeated contact, that the humans there are no threat to them
and may provide food on request. Even species I normally expect to be quite
skittish, such as hares, grouse, and juncos, are more trusting in this area.
(I once had a Ruffed Grouse at Jack Pine Trail step out from under a bush and
walk right up to my feet. Alas, I didn't have a camera with me then, and I
have yet to re-encounter him.)
The White-Breasted Nuthatches will stalk you, the way chickadees do at Mud
Lake. Flitting from trunk to trunk as you walk by, at eye level, doing their
game best to catch your attention. This makes for some excellent photo
opportunities.
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The woods that day were absolutely teeming with migrant
Golden-Crowned
Kinglets. The most kinglets I've ever seen in one place--and that's saying
something. These tiny birds, barely larger than hummingbirds, are among the
forerunners in songbird spring migration. They're apparently more tolerant of
cold than warblers, because they migrate earlier in the spring and later in
the fall, and also winter in the states, while most warblers continue on to
the tropics.
The Golden-Crowned Kinglets were doing what they usually do, which is to say,
mocking me.
I've told this story
before. It's like a big game of keep-away. The kinglets must never give me
an opportunity to photograph their little selves without ten intervening
branches, or motion blur, or poor lighting, or, if they do, they tilt their
heads away so I can't catch those beautiful bright yellow crown stripes. Or,
if I get
all those things--a Golden-Crowned Kinglet out in the open in
good light showing his crown and not moving a muscle--then my camera will
mysteriously fail to auto-focus on it. And then it flits away.
"Oh, you mean
this golden crown?"
Slate-Colored Junco
These are the other birds that the woods were teeming with. They hopped in
front of me on the path in little foraging flocks, and sang from up in the
trees: an unmusical but resonant trill. Like kinglets, this is their time for
moving through Ottawa on their way to their breeding grounds.
Song Sparrow
Song Sparrows are one of our most common and widespread breeding sparrows, and
the first to come back in migration. They're everywhere now, singing their
song of 2-3 distinct whistles followed by a trill.
Mallard
"Do I hear the sweet, sweet sound of visitors to Jack Pine Trail? And do the
visitors have food for me?"
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An Afternoon at Jack Pine Trail (part 1)
April 3rd, 2010
I didn't expect to see much at Jack Pine Trail this afternoon. I figured most
birds and animals would be laying low, hiding from the heat.
I was wrong. It was hopping with activity.
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I was on the boardwalk when a couple of ladies came by and told me about the
"wild rabbit" a little ways down the trail, who had "beautiful colors." I
thanked them and walked on. This news didn't excite me much since rabbits are
a dime a dozen at Mud Lake.
Then it struck me: this is deep woods and cattail marsh. There are no open,
meadowy areas for cottontails to hop around in. And what did they mean
"beautiful colors"? Cottontails are brown.
When I found him, my suspicion was confirmed: their "wild rabbit" was a
Snowshoe Hare! One who was in the process of shedding his white winter coat
for a new brown one. Not sure I'd call him beautiful in this
state--dishevelled, maybe. He was much tamer (and much less nocturnal) than
the hares I've seen on Old Quarry Trail, so I was able to get a close-up.
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The chipmunks are quite tame on that trail, too.
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Apologies for the close-up if you are not one of those weird people who thinks
snakes = OMG CUTE. I am in fact such a person.
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Red Squirrel sez: it's hot. Way too damn hot. April 3rd. 29 degrees. Mother
nature: you're fired.
American Crow sez: there are ways to beat the heat, you know.
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Protein For A Muskrat
April 1st, 2010
A puzzling sight at Mud Lake yesterday. Why was a muskrat pushing a ball in
front of him as he swam?
The mystery cleared up when he went ashore...
The item was in fact a freaking big bivalve. (Seriously--how does a little
wetland like Mud Lake support a shellfish of that size? It looks like it
belongs in the ocean!) A mussel perhaps. And he was not pushing it along, but
had somehow managed to get a grip on the thing with his teeth.
He settled down, gnawed the shell open, and feasted.
And then, that was one happy muskrat. He actually splashed around in the water
afterwards.
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Mourning Cloak
March 31st, 2010
Mourning Cloaks are among the first butterflies to appear in the spring.
They're tough to photograph well, especially when they lie camouflaged on dead
leaves! I cheated with this one by stealing some saturation from the leaves
and giving it to him :-)
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Gilded
March 30th, 2010
Every now and then I like to remind people how beautiful common-as-dirt
European Starlings really are.
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Foreign Language Skills
March 28th, 2010
Sometimes you just suspect it, but then other times it's undeniable.
I had scattered sunflower seeds on a rock and a chickadee landed there to pick
through them. At just that time, a red-winged blackbird some distance away, at
the top of a tree, uttered a RWB-style alarm call, i.e., a call used to warn
other red-winged blackbirds that a potential predator, such as a raptor, is
near. (You've probably heard it before: a high-pitched piercing note, falling
in tone, or sometimes three or more such notes in quick succession. The latter
is a more urgent call, I suspect, and is the one he used in this case.)
The chickadee made a sort of startled chirrup, left the seeds behind, and
immediately dove for cover in the nearest bush.
I was also mildly surprised and thoroughly pleased to run into a Wild Turkey
at Mud Lake this morning. He was right at the start of the trail, off Cassels.
He slipped away down a side path as I approached. Turkeys tend to be fairly
sedentary, so there's a good chance I'll get to photograph him on some future
visit before he moves on.
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Wood Duck Pair at Riverain Park
March 24th, 2010
Found them again.
They're still skittish, as new arrivals so often are. They only allowed me a
few shots before they got fed up and flew to the far shore.
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Early Arrivals
March 23rd, 2010
Canada Geese quench their thirst at the ice edge of the Ottawa River.
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Welcome back, Wood Ducks!
March 22nd, 2010
One mated pair, Rideau River by the tennis club.
Now it's time to break out the camera again.
Lots of Mallards and Canada Geese at Riverain Park today--and two men feeding
them what looked like hunks of sesame bagel. There were geese in the mix who
were noticeably smaller and slimmer than the rest. I don't know that they were
quite small enough to be
Cackling
Geese. In fact after years of birding, I still haven't added that species
to my list. I've seen a lot of smallish Canada Geese, but I could never be
sure. Canada Geese come in many sizes and only the smallest of them has
(recently) been classified as a separate species.
Anyway, what was interesting about this was the sheer aggression of the small
geese. The big ones--the type you usually see in parks around here--seemed to
understand how this worked: everyone would get their share, there was no need
to push and shove. The small geese were trying to chase everyone else away and
get all the bagel to themselves. And the big geese let themselves be bullied!
South of Hurdman Station and north of Riverside Hospital, the Rideau goes
through a wooded area. It's not usually productive for more than very common
species. But in late March and early April, it's a spring migration gold mine.
It floods. Often it floods so much that the flood engulfs the bike path, and
you need waterproof boots to get through. Wood Ducks, Hooded Mergansers and
Ring-Necked Ducks are attracted to it, as are thrushes and kinglets: the ducks
swim amidst the flooded vegetation searching for food, while the songbirds hop
around on bushes and logs above the water, picking out insects. In spring 2008
I twice saw a
Fox
Sparrow there. I've never found that species at any other time or place.
This spring, though, I fear my gold mine will run dry. Literally. There's no
flood. There was not enough melting snow, not nearly enough, to create a
flood. And throughout Ottawa the story is similar, fields and waterways that
flood and attract water-loving migrants will not do so this year. That's the
price we pay for our mild winter and early spring.
I almost hope for one more big snowfall to come and fix us up.....almost.
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