This post doesn't have much of a theme, except that all the pictures were taken during an early morning walk with Piper through the field Baloo claimed as his own and explored nearly every morning of his life up here - I still think of it as "Baloo's Big Field", though Piper is laying her own claim to it these days.
We heard the clacking of this sandhill crane and it landed across the field from us and went stalking through one of the wet areas looking for breakfast.
I noticed this pine cone nestled in a bunch of cedar needles and loved the textures and soft colors. The play of light and dark on the bleached cone is an interesting contrast to the rusty needles.
Red-winged blackbirds have been staking out territories. When they sing their songs, they fluff up their feathers and the red and yellow epaulets on their shoulders expand. This fellow's brilliant colors caught the morning sun's rays and shone so brightly that every female must have been impressed.
Okay, so the chickadees may be year-round residents, but their spring songs are always welcome (especially when they push the season a little and remind us in February that spring is coming, in spite of all evidence to the contrary). They're also really cute!
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I wonder if Piper picks up whiff of Baloo as she wonders there he had been. Maybe he's teaching her the lay of the land. 🤔
Sheila
Baloo has been absent from the field long enough that his scent is probably gone, but she snuggles into one of his favorite bolster beds every night. I imagine she got a snoot full of Baloo from that! :)
Such a variety ! Wish we had cranes around here.
Hugs to ya from BetsyLee
I love the cranes, BetsyLee! We have a pair that has been nesting on our property for the last several years and it's always such a treat to see the tall birds, as we call them. Especially when they have their youngsters with them.
Hugs right back to you!
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