September 30, 2019 Twin Mountain, New Hampshire

A Trip North to Moose Alley

As I headed north from Twin Mountain early in the morning, I became more than a little concerned about the day’s prospects as the thick fog lingered for over two hours and 70 miles of travel.

About all I could shoot in the fog were a couple of closeups of some bright foliage such as this maple …

… and a really interesting clump of sumac.

As always, right click on any image for a larger version in a new tab or window.

At last as I approached Colebrook, NH, the fog lifted and finally I could see some of the color I had been missing.

After an unsuccessful hunt for moose on Moose Alley, all the way to the Canadian border, I turned around and headed back home.

I encountered these wild turkeys, a Mom and her brood, feeding on the shoulder of the very busy highway in front of the Mount Washington Hotel. Mom seemed to be on the watch for cars while the youngsters fed. All through this trip around both Massachusetts and New Hampshire, I have been amazed at the number of turkeys I have seen, easily hundreds so far, from individual Toms to flocks of fifty of more feeding in fields.

No moose on Moose Alley but here on Route 102 in Vermont, right along the Connecticut River, I came around a bend and there this young guy was, casually strolling down the center of the road.

These shots were taken through my windshield as I slowly followed him down the road. Every now and then, for a quarter of a mile, he would stop and gaze back at me, then continue on his way down the road.

Finally, with a car approaching in the opposite direction, he decided to continue his journey in the woods.  With hunting season fast approaching, I hope this young guy becomes a little more cautious stays off the roadways.

With rainy weather predicted, I probably will check out the color on the Kancamangus Highway early tomorrow morning, then break camp and head to visit my sister in Canaan, NH for a few days and check out the foliage in that area, an area I know well … since I lived in nearby Enfield for over 30 years.

September 21, 2019 Jonesport, Maine

 

Pearl Exploring the Blueberry Barrens

Blueberry Barrens Forever

I arrived at the Pleasant River RV Park in Addison Saturday afternoon after a long (expensive) trip north on the Maine Turnpike. Having never stayed here before, and reading that there were only 6 campsites here, I was pleasantly surprised to get this very nice spot with full hookups and a nice view.

Sunrise the next morning!

I came through some startling colors in vast blueberry fields, I think they are called barrens, on the way down to the campground. So soon as I was settled in, I drove back out to see if I could get any decent late afternoon shots. These wood ducks merit a return to the side road I found them on, but my noisy approach, as I was not expecting to see wood ducks, spooked an entire flock of them.

There is some color here and there on roadsides, with some vivid colors in the wetlands and around the pond edges. Certainly not peak foliage here yet, but the blueberry barrens are another story!

I went back Sunday morning to see if I could get some better color with the early morning light.

Driving the narrow, very dusty gravel roads through the barrens, I had to just keep shooting away, so, once again, I apologize for the number of photos, but the colors fascinated me.

Incredibly, looking at images of these blueberry barrens online, I don’t believe these are at peak color yet, but still impressive to me as I have never encountered  them before.

The fields are picked clean this time of year, but on a few little steep hillsides heading into the woods, there are areas that the mechanical harvesters probably can’t access, leaving a few berries here and there. Being a commercial operation, I did not get out and pick any of these, though I was tempted!

 

 

September 13, 2019 A Search for Foliage Yields Turkeys and Butterflies

I took off very early this morning and headed up to Florida, MA and Rowe, MA., driving the back roads looking for any sign of early fall foliage color. Usually the swamp maples and other trees near water turn way before the overall colors arrive in October, …

… but in over 100 miles of driving today, I found just a couple of trees that had started to turn. Well, it is still very early and they have had a very dry summer up here, so I will just have to wait and see what happens a little later.

One thing I did find were wild turkeys … everywhere!

Every time I have gone out I have spotted flocks of wild turkeys, really don’t ever recall seeing many, or any, around here when I was growing up.

I passed many fields of ready to pick corn …

… and some very suspicious looking new farm crops, that I have to assume might be hemp?? since there were signs around these fields saying ” This is not WEED”.

Not finding much on the back roads I headed south to Deerfield, MA.  and bought some delicious fresh sweet corn at a roadside farm stand. I know it was fresh since the farmer was just unloading the corn from the back of his pickup as I pulled in.

Magic Wings Butterfly Conservatory

So, since I was in the area, I decided to visit the Magic Wings Butterfly Conservatory , a place I happened to discover by accident many years ago when I lived in NH.

I am not going to attempt to identify all these butterflies since I didn’t take notes while I was there.

There are feeding platforms with over ripe bananas as well as these colorful glass feeder bowls, scattered throughout the exhibit.

In addition to the butterflies, there is quite an assortment of exotic flowers …

… in the enclosed butterfly exhibit …

… as well as a few colorful birds ( ones that don’t eat butterflies, I presume).

If you are ever in the area of Route 5 in Deerfield, MA, I highly recommend stopping by to visit this place, located just a short distance from I-91.

 

February 8, 2019 Imperial Dam LTVA, California

Imperial Dam Sunrise
Imperial Dam Sunrise

Another Uneventful Week in the Desert

A couple of sunrise shots from this morning.

Sunrise Clouds
Sunrise Clouds

A Couple more Boring Desert Bird Shots

Doves
Unwanted Crowd

To think that just a few weeks back, I was wondering if I would ever get the birds to discover me out here. Unfortunately, the Mourning Doves and the Red-winged Blackbirds have come in droves, making feeding a little expensive now that I have to put out seed two and three times a day to keep the Quail and others coming in. The Doves number forty or fifty at times and the Blackbirds often as many as twenty.

Gambel's Quail
Gambel’s Quail

And I have to feed them all in order to keep the Quail coming back, now almost a continuous presence as opposed to their earlier early morning, late afternoon arrivals. The rock this guy is sitting on has holes a couple inches deep and acts as a great natural feeder.

Gambel's Quail
Gambel’s Quail

They are a lot of fun to observe and without a doubt the most skittish of all the birds that come in. They are in constant motion and always choose to run rather than fly, even when the Merlin screams in. And as I have probably mentioned before, they are always peeping, gurgling, and cooing amongst themselves as they scurry around scratching at seeds, really interesting to listen to.

As you can probably guess, I am getting a little bored here and wish there was some way I could move on to new ground as I used to do, but I am unfortunately tied to this spot for at least another month of treatment.