Good morning to everyone! Saturday is here. A day we always look forward to so we can relax from the week. But then we end up being so busy that the day disappears and we wonder what happened. There is always next Saturday. That is just the way things work out sometimes. It is cloudy today, but milder, with a temp of 5F (-15C). The birds are still busy with their breakfast, the one platform feeder is so full of redpolls right now I doubt another one could fit on. But I spoke too soon and another squeezes in.
They generally get along very well those birds, very seldom do I see them fighting. Baxter and Betty, my 2 blue jays have been around all morning so far. Plus there is at least 40, and likely more, pine grosbeaks this morning. At one point they filled the feeder, so the rest went to the overflow feeder, some on the hanging feeders, some sitting in the trees waiting their turn. I tried counting, but I could not see if any were on the ground and they all flew before I was finished counting.
I only saw a few evening grosbeaks this morning however. Lots of chickadees, nuthatches and a couple woodpeckers were here as well. Plus Jasper and Jasmine were busy “playing” in the trees. However, by the time I got out there with my camera, they were done and were just running around in the trees enjoying themselves. Right now Jasper is chasing another squirrel, and this is not a playtime chase. It must be Chase that he is after, Garnet does not go back there. The joys of being top squirrel in a territory.
Speaking of squirrels. I went down to the river again yesterday. The sun was shining so beautifully, the temp was a pleasant 5F (-15C). There was a wind out there too, but it did not seem to be bad. Walking through the trees I did not notice the wind at all. However, once I got to the river, and out in the open, I certainly noticed the wind. It was coming off that cold river and nearly froze the side of my face. But it was very beautiful down there. The sun was sparkling off the ripples on the water.
The goldeneye ducks were busy fishing and preening their feathers like it was a nice summer day. There was 23 of them that I could see from where I was sitting. Another person had obviously walked along that section of the path so it was getting packed down a bit better. But because it is so narrow, it is easy to slide off, so I walk carefully along that section of the path. The sun shining through the trees adds such a bright beauty to the path, it looks totally different than on cloudy days. There were black-capped chickadees and red-breasted nuthatches in 3 different places along the path, though none right at the river.
They like to stay in more sheltered areas. There was also a small flock of white-winged crossbills that flew overhead at one point. A hairy woodpecker showed up twice along the way, could have been the same one, hard to tell. And Scramble was waiting for me, sitting on his snow covered rock where I put the peanuts. When he saw me coming he ran up a small balsam tree and waited for me to put the peanuts out, then he came down to get them.
Some he ate, others he carried off somewhere else. That is a dark area of the forest, thick with trees. But on sunny winter days the sun’s rays do manage to penetrate a little. On cloudy days it is very dark in that area, winter and summer. It can sometimes give such an eerie feeling of being totally alone walking through that area. And it is so quiet walking through there in the summer. Quite beautiful. Well, I should let you go about your day, thank you for reading! Have a wonderful weekend and God bless!
Steve and Muffin. (top image is the beginning of the river path)
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