Friday, January 28, 2011

A Crystalline Morning

At long last, there was no new snow to shovel.  No bitter cold that would freeze skin in minutes.  So this morning it was time to bundle up, strap on the snow shoes and see what was new at Great Meadows.  


I'm glad I got there fairly early.  The sun was still low in the sky, reflecting off the snow and hoarfrost clinging to the trees and plants making them sparkle.  A few hours later that frost was all scattered at the base of the plants.

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Light Chronicle | Photography: GM20110128 &emdash;

Light Chronicle | Photography: GM20110128 &emdash;

Light Chronicle | Photography: GM20110128 &emdash;

Several people had been cross country skiing or snowshoeing since the storm ended yesterday, so I didn't have to totally break new trail.  However, the further you got from the parking lot; the less traveled the path.  On the back side of the lower impoundment, someone decided to grace the trail with a snow angel.




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I didn't see a lot of animal activity.  Black-capped chickadees were pretty prevalent.  The quiet of the morning was broken by quite a few blue jays constantly scolding me for visiting.  Later in the morning their calls were replaced by the constant calling of crows.


By the tracks in the snow you could see where the coyote made the rounds of the impoundments and the river looking for food after the storm.  It looks like he personally visited each of the muskrat and beaver lodges hoping to gain a meal.


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Completing a loop of the lower impoundment, I ventured back to the bridge on the dike to see if any creatures were hanging around the open water.  Unfortunately, before I could get within camera range, the Great Blue Heron saw me an flew away.  I'm still shut out in my quest to get a good shot of it in the snow.  
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However, the Marsh Wrens were feeding and drinking from the water.  It was great to finally get a good photo of one.  I guess in the winter they are a lot less camera shy.  Last summer, they tortured me, constantly calling from the reeds, but rarely making themselves visible for more than a brief moment.


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1 comment:

  1. Larry, these are beautiful! You must have been gasping in awe with every step. And such endearing wren portraits too. Sorry I missed this crystalline morning.

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