The year’s first frames were disappointing. I stretched my camera’s zoom too far, resulting in poorly focused photos with a flat, grainy look.
Then there was a tempting glimpse of a kingfisher. (I couldn’t get any closer because there was a canal in the way.)
On my side of the canal, I watched this partially uprooted tree for a long time. Doesn’t it look like something should live under it?
In the end, after miles of aimless driving and four forays through a wind that was colder than I had expected, the day’s best photo was found in a roadside ditch…
First Landing State Park is beginning to feel the onset of fall. The osprey are migrating, leaving egrets and herons in charge. Grasshoppers carry on as if winter will never come, but the butterflies know better. They’ve disappeared, along with most of the bees. (I did see something that might have been a bee, but it also might have been a fly that wanted me to think it was a bee.)
Rae Spencer 