The View from Cockle Cove – One Dog’s Perspective

We’ve had a few windy, cold days here on the Cape, and the view from Cockle Cove has been spectacular!

The sand was really blowing the other day at Cockle, just as the sun was setting…

Yet this one happy dog just didn’t seem to mind at all!

He ran this way…

And then that way; his eyes were gleaming and his tail never stopped wagging.

I just kept wondering, now what is making him so happy??

And then I noticed something moving, through the blowing sand, down along the shoreline.

And then – I saw TAILS!

Could it be?

Was it them??

Yesindeedy! It was the mighty Sanderlings, busy hunting for their dinner!

So that’s what had made this happy dog’s eyes shine!!

He’d come chase them a bit, and they’d fly up and land a little further down the shoreline.

Now like so many bird photographers I get frustrated when people let their dogs run wild on the beach when I’m trying to photograph the birds; scaring them up and yes, ruining many a magical Kodak moment.

Yet there was something about the sheer joy written all over this dog that reminded me of our dogs all through childhood who LOVED the beach, who went nuts whenever they got near enough to smell it.

Chasing after the birds is this dog’s nature, what living on Cape Cod is all about for him

And all I could do was smile…T

Thinking how the two of us really aren’t that much different, after all.  😉

A Heron Green Kind of Day

Every chance I get, I run with my camera to be with the birds.

It can be the worst of days, yet just being near them takes me away.

Away to a better place.

Like it was back in early June, on the day I met a very special heron out at Cockle Cove.

I was out on my walk, feeling kinda’ blue and misty-eyed about my Marmee kitty who hadn’t been feeling well.

Searching for Snowies in the marsh, I had just come up and over a dune and there he was

Standing like a statue along the edge of the channel at low tide in all his feathered splendor.

I immediately froze, then slowly readied the camera.

I knew he was aware of me, yet somehow he didn’t seem to mind.

Clearly his focus was on the shallow pools in front of him full of tiny minnows writhing and wriggling to find deeper, safer waters.

Just watching him through my lens, I got completely absorbed in what he was doing.

Drawn into his world, I felt like I could stay there forever.

I marveled at his beauty, his balanced movements that were at once slow and graceful yet pulsing with that charged tension known only to the wild ones.

Just then he gathered himself as if he was about to mobilize.

The reason became obvious when I heard people approaching the dunes with their dogs.

In a heartbeat, he was off!

But not before I got a chance to thank him for the pleasure of turning my not-so-good day…

From misty blue to heron green.  😉

Black Ducks at Cockle Cove – The Rest of the Story

Some weeks ago I posted this image of three black ducks at Cockle Cove.

I titled it,  Brothers Three.

But what I didn’t share was the rest of the story.

I’d headed over to Cockle Cove marsh that day with the camera, right around sunset time.

And before I even got out of the car I could see them. A family of black ducks, paddling right toward me.

Now anyone who knows me, knows that I never get tired of photographing ducks; paddling, preening, quacking or flying, they are magical to me. I can watch for hours.

And this family was as captivating as any I’d seen.

One of them was even leaving a beautiful trail of bubbles behind in the water as he swam!

At some point, I noticed that several of them were starting to congregate.

I always love it when I can get a photograph that has some kind of interesting symmetry to it.

But, you know how it is when you’re trying to take a family group shot, right?

Someone’s always out of place, not paying attention, messing around.

I was just taking the shot when I noticed that one of them had his eyes closed.

Drats!  It was the brother in the back.

Okay guys, come one now, and I took the next shot —

No, still not quite right, it was hard to see each of them individually, the one in the back almost completely hidden from view.

Okay, let’s try this again.

Nope!  That little guy in the back had closed his eyes again.

Okay everybody, let’s give this one more shot.

Ahhh, success! Each one looked his best, and all eyes were wide open!!

I guess it pays to be a little patient.  😉