I’m back in the marshes this week, camera in tow, after a busy Derby hat season.
And today I discovered — so are “The Greats”!!
Somehow, all is right with the world once our great egrets return to Cape Cod.
Do they take your breath away, too?? 😉
‘Til next time!
Here on the Cape, we’re just wading through the drippy, hot “dog days of summer”.
Moving as little as possible, at all times.
At about this time every summer when I am juuust about ready to scream about the dripping humid heat and the Cape Cod crowds, I am reminded of how small my worries really are.
On my evening walks I hear the cries of hungry, young ospreys filling the skies above the marshes and I am reminded…
That they beat the air with tireless wings, day in and day out, in order to learn this thing they absolutely must — fishing.
For this is survival time. In the days ahead juvenile ospreys must learn to fish so they can eat today and be strong for the long flight home come October.
Rising in the air, then falling, then rising again, somehow with repeated attempts and uncoordinated failures…
They finally do manage to figure it all out.
In comparison to their struggles, I guess can handle a little more heat and noise as summer draws to a close here on ole’ Cape Cod. 😉
There’s nothing I love more than ending my day with a trip to Mill Landing, and yesterday’s visit did not disappoint.
The tide was low, and the Snowies were out fishing for their dinner.
Accompanied, of course, by their buddies the Great Egrets whose tall, statuesque white bodies you can spot from a mile away.
There’s nothing quite like seeing a Snowy poised to snatch a fish from the shallows, backlit with the setting sun…
You just never know what you’ll see when you visit the Landing.
Perhaps a tern eyeballing what the willet’s fixing for dinner…
Or a host of daisies catching the last rays of the sun.
Why you might even spot some crazy seagull, buzzing the osprey tower. After all, gulls will be gulls! 😉
It sighed as I turned for home. It had been just the medicine I needed after a hot, hectic day in the studio. A peaceful moment, as always, when I needed it most.
Thanks for visiting with me!
What can I tell you? This was all that was left of my poor Marmee by the end of yesterday’s heat wave.
Poor little Dearie…
Shhhhh…. What do you say we give her the day off today…
<Whispered> ‘Til next time.
The sultries have arrived on Cape Cod.
It happens every summer, yet the intensity of heavy moisture-laden air and the effect it all has on the light and the landscape is at once uncomfortable — and beautiful!
Last evening the sultry winds were in full force, the ocean was choppy and covered with a drippy haze. I’m not sure which was wetter, the air all around me or the sea out beyond!
The osprey young ‘uns didn’t seem to mind.
As long as they keep getting their fish while learning their lessons about the fine art of hover-dive-catch!
Things seem to slow down to a crawl once the sultries settle in. The marsh gets quieter, even the sounds of summer tourists seem muffled, more subdued. Who would want to move in this heat?
Well maybe the crows. They never EVER seem to get tired or overheated. These Three Amigos, a case in point.
Me? I am enjoying the photography yet thinking cool thoughts as I lean toward the delicious days of September.
And in the meantime, trying to take Marmee’s advice of not moving anymore than I have to.
Hope it’s cool wherever you are! 😉
The skies of Cape Cod are filled with the sights and sounds of ospreys as they practice their flying techniques.
With an occasional buzz of the tower! 😉
Ospreys will be ospreys… 😉