Sabbatical – Part The First

“I got a piece of land out in the countryside

 Lay back and smell the Sun warm up the Georgia pine

 Feels so good to be taking it easy

 Why would I ever leave?” 

(Homegrown, Zac Brown Band)

 

“It’s really dark in the swamp at night.” Gini made no comment on the deep philosophical profoundness of my utterance. To be fair, I think she was asleep. We were hurtling through the inky blackness of central Florida’s Green Swamp, the car’s bright headlights struggling to illuminate the oncoming asphalt as far ahead as possible. One could be tempted on this 30 mile straight-as-an-arrow stretch of road to test the limits of acceleration possible. One, thankfully, also recalls how many times in the past a full-grown deer or wild pig has materialized from the misty marsh and stopped to stare into the mesmerizing brightness of halogen. I ease off of the accelerator a wee bit.

 

Gini’s brother has been working very hard over the past several years to transform a large tract of land in western Georgia into a homestead suitable for retirement in a few years. He and his gracious wife invited us to visit for a few days and we were looking forward to a change of venue. Eschewing the always busy interstate highway, we opted to travel along the coast road which would keep us near the Gulf of Mexico, allow us to enjoy picturesque small towns and force us into a more relaxed driving mode.

 

About an hour after sunrise, we left the highway and poked along through the salt marsh to a small park situated on the Gulf. There we breathed salty air in huge gulps while mullet broke the water’s surface and herons probed the shallow water for a breakfast crab. Gini had made egg salad sandwiches and along with some fresh orange slices we had a sumptuous, leisurely breakfast and watched as the sun’s early rays lit up the entire scene to our west. Simply beautiful!

 

Following a plan to avoid higher traffic areas, our route took us through rural north Florida into the pecan groves and cotton fields of southern Georgia. We found a small family-owned barbecue place where we got sandwiches to go and had lunch at a park filled with over-wintering Canada Geese. They “serenaded” us while we ate. Loudly.

 

The next couple of hours offered up scenes of bucolic central Georgia. Vast fields being plowed and preparing for spring crops, huge warehouses and silos where peanuts are stored for shipping, swift-flowing creeks flowing through pine forests, manicured groves of pecan trees which produce the sweetest nut imaginable, remnants of old cabins made of board and stone succumbing to over a hundred years of use, a friendly wave from a farmer on his tractor. Truly, a special place.

 

We arrived a little before dusk. Happy to not be driving for awhile, we enjoyed catching up with family news, had a light meal and just before bed I stood outside for a bit. No city lights visible, no traffic noise. A sky full of stars and the smell of pine. As I turned to go inside, a coyote announced to the pack that it was time for the hunt. I drifted off to sleep with the “song-dog’s” voice echoing in my head.

 

Early morning! A kiss and a cup of coffee for my sweetheart (in that order), and I was off to explore. A large grove of young Longleaf Pine, a vast area of mixed hardwood, a couple of grassy fields – a lot of potential. I was not disappointed! This was early spring and there was a nice mix of migratory songbirds as well as residents. The walk included some wary White-tailed Deer, a large covey (20+) of Northern Bobwhite, a Great-horned Owl calling in the distance and, not surprisingly, fresh coyote tracks from last night’s adventure.

We had a wonderful visit and will be returning soon. In the meantime, a couple of photographs may provide a sense of the homestead. Stay tuned for more …

 

A section of woods which contains huge pine trees, oaks, bay, hickory, wild plum – smell those pine needles?

Chancey Mill Road

 

With so many pine trees, I was happy to discover Brown-headed Nuthatches. True to form, they spent a lot of time running down tree trunks head first and hanging on to the underside of branches while they probed for bugs.

Chancey Mill Road

 

A lot of color in the tree tops with so many songbirds and warblers. Bright Pine Warblers were a common sight.

Chancey Mill Road

 

The property has a few huge pecan trees which will soon be covered in fresh green leaves.

Chancey Mill Road

 

Gini’s brother has placed a few nesting boxes around the property for Eastern Bluebirds. And here is one who appreciates his efforts!

Chancey Mill Road

 

American Goldfinches are in transition to their breeding plumage and the males will soon be extremely bright in their yellow and black suits. They don’t breed here and it won’t be long before they head a bit further north.

Chancey Mill Road

 

The diminutive Carolina Chickadee does breed here and they will soon be pairing up to build nests and will be loudly scolding anything that moves.

Chancey Mill Road

 

Some old buildings have been left standing and offer great exploring opportunities. This small barn is well over 150 years old and was constructed with boards from pine trees that were on the property. Foundations for some of the buildings were made with large rocks from the nearby Chattahoochee River.

Chancey Mill Road

 

We enjoyed noisy flocks of 20-30 migrating Chipping Sparrows while we were there. Although this species may be found here year round, most of these large groups will migrate on soon.

Chancey Mill Road

 

House Finches breed here and it was wonderful to hear their burbling song each day.

Chancey Mill Road

 

Birds aren’t the only critters that love the lush growth of this area. Here, a Cloudless Sulphur sips nectar and adds even more color to the landscape.

Chancey Mill Road

 

A pair of Common Ground Dove probes the clover and will soon make their loose grass nests in the nearby understory of the young pine grove.

Chancey Mill Road

 

More migrants! One morning a group of over 40 Cedar Waxwing descended into the yard. They hung around a couple of days before swooping northward.

Chancey Mill Road

Chancey Mill Road

 

Pine trees, a blackberry bramble, a path. Is there time to explore before supper?

Chancey Mill Road

 

 

Gini and I are truly blessed to live in an area we think is close to paradise. Even so, it’s nice once in awhile to explore new spots. How lucky to be able to take a vacation from paradise and visit – another paradise!

 

We hope you enjoy your search for a natural place and come back for a visit!

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14 thoughts on “Sabbatical – Part The First

  1. Stunning photos! Thankyou!

  2. (Another) Paradise indeed! The Waxwings always make me smile, and every bird photo is beautiful! Love the little acrobat of a Nuthatch …. how lovely to have a getaway place and family relatively close to home (I say that having recently completed a long cross-country trip between our two Paradises ;>)

    • Thank you, Sallie, for the very nice comments! I’m beginning to think maybe we all take our own “paradise” with us wherever we go. Hope your summer is going well!

  3. noushka31

    Don’t worry Wally, I am away most of the time too and I can’t blog often!
    As Richard says, you haven’t lost your touch, these photos are super and you show quite an interesting variety of birds and other creatures!
    The Cedar waxwing but also the Brown-headed Nuthatch caught my attention the most!
    Keep well, enjoy many great outings and my kindest regards to share with Gini 🙂

    • Merci, Noushka! Just visiting your blog and viewing your absolutely stunning photography was like a breath of fresh air! I simply must return to making it a habit.
      Gini and I wish you continued good hunting (which we selfishly know will produce more wonderful images for us to enjoy).

  4. Well hello and long time no see. I did miss your lyrical voice and wondered why the long silence? But, you’re back on form with lovely pictures and a relaxing drive along your Florida roads. You don’t say how many miles to see Gini’s brother but I worked out it’s several hundred? 50 miles is my max these days and any way there’s so much to see and do close to home.

    • “Lyrical voice.” I believe, at this point, it would be appropriate to insert what I understand is an appropriate techno-modern acronym – LOL!
      You are correct. The journey to Georgia is just over 300 miles and is much farther than we normally prefer. The end reward is justification. Thank you for remembering our address! I will try to exercise my “lyrical voice” more frequently.
      Enjoy your upcoming week and best of luck with the Linnets!

  5. Your ability to see and photographically captures the critters in our woodlands is amazing. Loved being an armchair naturalist with you, Wally.

    • We need to do more of the “out of the armchair” stuff! (Just as soon as it cools off about a hundred degrees.)
      Love you.

  6. Richard Pegler

    Hi Wally – long time no see! I’m delighted to report, however, that you have not lost that magic touch with this post – as always, it’s entertaining, informative, and inspiring. Thank you! Great images too.

    With my very best wishes to you and Gini – – – Richard

    • G’day Richard! Thank you for your very kind remarks. We are doing exceedingly well here in tropical Florida and Gini and I send you and Lindsay all our best!

  7. Love both of your paradises. And your attitude.

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