Summer Winding Down

You can see, smell and almost taste a Cape Cod summer as it winds down.

A humid haze lays thick over everything. And everyone.

ForestBeachLoop904-BlogThe rosehips are at their very best, all orangey-red and ready for picking for those with a fondness for jam.

ForestBeachLoop900-BlogEven the slowest among the osprey “juvies” have mastered the fishing skills they’ll need for the long flights south.

ForestBeachLoop906-BlogJabbering flocks of young sparrows seem to line every telephone pole, delighting us with their melodic runs and winged gymnastics.

ForestBeachLoop909-BlogFragile pink mallows wave in the soft sea breeze, framed by cat o’ nine tails standing tall and watching over them.

ForestBeachLoop-905-BlogThe great blue herons are back, those who left when summer crowds descended, their statuesque frames unmistakable as they peer into quiet pools at dusk.

ForestBeachLoop907-BlogThick bushes of pokeweed, sadly toxic for us, will ripen soon to the delight of every tiny bird along the marsh as they will do their part to scatter the seeds far and wide.

ForestBeachLoop908-BlogFor some, the end of summer is a sad time. Vacations come to a close, it’s time to return to jobs, schools and familiar routines.

For me it’s a time of jubilation as my heart beats a little faster in anticipation of all the sights and sounds of my favorite season awakening…

Blog-Bird42BThanks for visiting me here at Images of Cape Cod!  🙂









Spring Unfolding, Cape Cod Style – Redwing Blackbird

I spotted my first REDWING yesterday.

And like always I heard him, long before I saw him.

I was approaching one of my favorite spots in the marsh. The light was fading, yet there he was. Gleaming black with red shoulder patches and yellow wingbars against a dried out, wintry landscape. Spring really is coming after all!!

Bird406-BlogAnd then… He turned… and looked at me.

Bird407-BlogAnd I mean, right at me.

Bird407B-BlogI could have sworn I heard him muttering, under his breath of course…

“Uh—-OHhhhhh…. She’s back. It’s almost Spring, and she’s back. With that black box, with the funny green light. <sigh> Maybe if I strike a pose or two. Maybe then she’ll go away.”

And pose, he did!

Bird408-BlogLike some great bellows, his rhythmic wing displays repeated over and over again were dazzling, showing off those handsome red shoulder patches.

Bird409-BlogFinishing each and every time time with that glorious scratchy oak-a-lee I wait all winter long to hear again in the still, quiet marsh.

Bird410-BlogAnd then, he stopped. Perched motionless, he looked just like a statue.

“I wonder if that will do it for her. Heck, maybe she can’t even see me anymore.”

Bird411-BlogAnd indeed he was right, the light was nearly gone and it was time to turn for home.

Yet somehow… I think my little friend knew, deep down inside… that I’d be back again. And SOON!!  😉

Thanks for coming with me as we all await the unfolding stages of spring here on Cape Cod!