“What do you want to do?” “I don’t know, what do YOU want to do?” Sound familiar? Fortunately, she knows me well enough to know what I always want to do.
We took a mid-morning snack, binoculars, bird book and camera to the local lake and enjoyed the peace and quiet for a couple of hours. The temperature was in the low 70’s, the lake’s surface was calm and the birds were going about their daily routines.
American Coots were gabbling and rushing about as if they were late for an appointment.
Several Anhingas perched where they could keep an eye out for a meal to swim by while drying their wings. I found one perched in a Bald Cypress tree in fall foliage just before it drops its leaves for the winter. The mix of burnt orange tree, blue sky and black bird was pleasant.
The Common Gallinule was, well…..common. Paddling, preening, posing. They look as if reddish-orange wax dripped on their foreheads.
Apple Snails are abundant here and the lake has a robust population of Limpkins. With that weapon-like bill, preening must be a dangerous job!
A male and female Mottled Duck enjoyed the serenity of the morning.
I counted seven different Pied-billed Grebes in my short walk. One was in the middle of a large flock of American Coots and every time he surfaced he’d come up under a coot. A lot of fun to watch. For a spectacular series of photos of one of these guys, see Ron’s post here: Feathered Photography. Talk about your eyes being larger than your stomach!
There were no “exotic” species spotted and no great numbers of migrants. It was just a pleasant morning among the birds. Gini and I returned home relaxed and thankful our Great Minds think alike!
Enjoy your search for a natural place and come back for a visit.