A few weeks ago, I went with hubby to work. For those of you who don’t know, he travels a lot and spends most of his time on the road. He had to make a quick trip to Marshfield and I tagged along. During our trip he got an unexpected conference call that lasted almost two hours, but he managed to pull into a park and I got out and walked the trails with my camera.
The sky wasn’t really good for bird photos that day but I tried anyway. I think this is a female red-winged blackbird, but don’t hold me to that.
There were tons of little goldfinch.
Even a curious one.
This little fly/gnatcatcher was quiet but I spy!
Too bad the branch was in front of her, or him.
The colors of this one were so much brighter in person, kinda a reddish brown. I just love the pattern on it’s body.
Not sure what this lady is but I should be able to look her up.
She didn’t stick around long. But maybe our clue to learning to fly lays with the way she’s holding her feet.
We see you; you’re not as hidden as you think.
I think this is some sort of wren. There were several and they were noisy. Their sounds reminded me of a snake warning my away, but they stayed hopping around deep in the bushes and clicking away.
I took some time to smell some flowers.
Sometimes, you don’t have to be prepared for beauty, it just lands in your lap via a missed turn or a husband on his cell phone.
This was the same day I was serenaded by the bobolink for the first (only) time.