It’s Summer and the Clambake’s Just Gettin’ Started

Looking out across the marsh last evening you’d never know it was the first day of summer – the sea look gray-blue and mighty stormy.

We’ve had an unusually gray, wet spring thus far on the Cape, worst in a decade they say.

But the clammy clime hasn’t stopped Cape Cod summer fever for those who have come for the clambakes and the water sports.

Nor has it slowed down the ospreys who’ve come for the breeding season…

Which appears to be flying along smoothly thus far with fish aplenty!

The fishing’s been good for another of our summertime guests, too, as we see the great egrets are out there casting their nets each and every day.

Gardeners who’ve been wringing their hands over the damp, sunshine-less spring are starting to see some real signs of hope.

Check out this stunning purple bellflower…

And this drop-dead-gorgeous yellow loosestrife!

On my way home last evening, I heard sounds from deep inside this hollowed out tree; a young flicker calling wildly to its Mum.

And at another tree nearby, this young starling was peeking out its head to wish me an early “Happy summer, Sally, what time’s the clambake”?!

Whether your summer days are filled with play or with work, I hope you all find some time to get outside and see some of the natural wonders of the season.

They’re all out there, just waiting for you!  😉

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Finchie Hatton in the Marsh

I love seeing the goldfinches in the marsh or perching high in the treetops.

Called “wild canaries” by some, I can always tell them by their cheerful song and deep undulating flight pattern.

I, personally, have always called them “Finchie Hattons”, a kind of a play on words of the Redford character (Denys Finch Hatton) in the movie, Out of Africa.

The other evening, I came upon this female Finchie Hatton in the marsh. She appeared to be gathering some nesting materials from one of the seeded cat o’ nine tails.

And boy, was she moving FAST!

Almost too fast for me, a tiny blur of yellow!

But I tried to hold steady and get a few shots to share…

Before AWAY she went!

Aren’t you glad I did?  😉

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Mourning Doves, Up Close and Personal

We had a family of doves crash land on our deck one summer. Four squabs in all, and fun to watch ’til the day they flew, up and away. Leaving us with great memories — and more than just a few baby dove poops to clean up!  😉

Yet even after this personal experience with doves, until I started taking pictures… this was how I always saw them.

From a distance, the only thing I knew about these birds was how much I loved their soft, lamenting coos, at once plaintive and calming.

Yet once the camera brought me closer I could see how stunningly elegant they were.

A dove’s feathers are more colorful than I ever imagined – light gray and buffy colored overall, with black spotted wings and black-bordered white tips to their long tail feathers.

And they also have these two really cute pinky-red pebbly feet!

Feet that amazingly enough, as it turns out, were simply made for tap dancing!

Mourning doves also have puffy little “cheeks” that are noticeable when they look straight at you…

And that are even cuter from behind!

But perhaps the most endearing thing about mourning doves is their ability to charm you.

If you let them look at you.

No. I mean reeeeaally look at you.

And trust me, if you do, they will steal your heart away.

Forever and a day.  ❤

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High and Dry, Osprey Style

We had a wild ‘n woolly day yesterday here on the Cape – rain, t’storms, wind, the works!

When the sun returned this morning, I grabbed my camera and headed to the South Harwich osprey nest. There I found Mrs. O, the female osprey, perched high on a pole very close to the nest.

Mrs. O was holding her wings outstretched in an arc shape, almost completely still, those beautiful brown tail feathers gleaming in the warm sunshine.

I figured she’d just had a bath, and was enjoying a little “girl time” off the nest. 😉

There, high atop the pole, Mrs. O looked ever-so-gorgeous, regal in fact.

I watched in awe as she preened meticulously and methodically.

Checking all her feathers over once…

And then again…

To make sure they were all getting nice and dry.

I needed to get home to the studio, and as I looked back I caught Mrs. O staring straight at me.

“Say, do you by any chance work for National Geographic?”

‘Til next time, thanks for visiting me here at Images of Cape Cod!

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The Richness of Friends

I love meeting new friends.

Like the ones I met on my walk this morning around the ‘hood.

Benny the Bunny was first. He had the darkest brown eyes and he was the best model ever, never twitching a whisker.

I heard  Lewis, long before I spotted him. The politest fellow you’d ever want to meet, and myohmy, could he ever SING!

I’d never met a bank swallow until today. Meet Sydney, who claimed he’d found THE best spot for a nest right there along the channel at Mill Landing.

And ahhh… Miss Henrietta. She had the softest feathers that gleamed in the sun, and a coo that made your ears feel like they’d just been caressed. Roger the Rabbit brought up the rear. A comical little fellow, he was. And I didn’t get a picture of it but he had THE cutest, fluffiest cottony tail I’ve ever seen in my life!

I sure hope I see them all again soon.

I’ve always said that a person is rich, as long as they have good friends.  😉

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Coming Soon!

Coming Soon… a brand new blog story, “Growing up Gosling”.

As a Cape Codder who loves taking pictures of the beauty of this place I call home, this was an amazing photo experience that I can’t wait to share with you!

Look for it soon…  😉

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