Sun Rising at Forest Beach – August 7, 2018

I hadn’t been to Forest Beach to see the sunrise in a long, long time.

And yesterday’s rising, did not disappoint.


At that early hour, you could juuust make out the shapes in the far osprey nest in the marsh.

By the time I had made my way down to the shore, the sun had cleared the treetops and was lazily hovering over the houses that line the beach.


Its glowing radiance echoed in the gentle waves spilling toward shore…


In the windows of a nearby beach house…


And on the bellies of the stints that were feeding and preening at the water’s edge.


It was the kind of sunrise that made you so grateful for the quiet.

The kind you can only truly relish, when all is still and hushed.


When I finally headed back to my car, I could see the sun out beyond the marsh, continuing its slow rise through the hot, humid air.

Oh to be an osprey, I whispered, Out there in the marsh!


Wakening to such magic, each and every morning…  ❤

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Hitting the Beach Once Again

It was blissfully quiet as I headed up Forest Beach early this morning.


Just me and the ospreys out at the far nest, who by the way have a very full house for the summer.


And the same Willet I’ve been noticing in the dunes who sure looks all the world like he’s guarding a nest somewhere close by.


And then of course…


The terns!

Least Terns, clearly still very much engaged in their courtship rituals…


Which always seemed to include the offering of tiny fish!


Sometimes it worked.

Sometimes not.


But regardless, they all seemed to be having a good time, and the air was filled with their conversations — and WINGS!  😉


As I walked back down the beach, I couldn’t help remembering that years ago I was a typical sun worshipping Cape Cod girl.

But thanks to this tiny camera of mine, I have discovered a whole new reason to slather on the sunscreen and bug spray — and hit the beaches once again.

It sure feels good to be back.  😉

Catching Up with the Piping Plovers of Forest Beach

Now that the Piping Plovers at Red River Beach have all fledged, I’ve been sifting thru’ a month’s worth of photos from my trips to the other local nesting areas.

The Forest Beach chicks appear to be a couple of weeks behind the Red River brood, and I was thrilled to capture this tender moment when a young chick who’d been scuttling all over the beach in search of aquatic bugs…


Suddenly needed the familiar comfort and warmth of the parent plover.

In the quickest of moves, under those soft white breast feathers he crawled…


Disappearing completely from sight.

Having watched these families for weeks now I can usually tell when one of the adults, nestled down in the sand, is tending to a chick. There’s a certain “plumpness” and stillness to them that you begin to recognize.


And then, if you watch closely, after just a few minutes…

The tiny chick is usually up, and ready once again to rock and roll!


The chicks grow quickly and won’t always need their parents in this same physical way.

Which is what I find makes these tender, early moments shared between them, so incredibly precious.

Aren’t Piping Plover families the best?!  ❤

Wintry Transformation at Forest Beach in Chatham

Yesterday I peeked in at Forest Beach, just to see what it looked like after our extreme cold here on the Cape.


Along the shoreline, bits of frozen seaweed floated in a slow-moving milkshake of chunky ice and slush.


Gazing out toward Stage Harbor Light I felt almost as if I could have walked across the frozen surface, right from the spot where I stood.


I knew it had been cold.

Still, I was not prepared for the breathtaking transformation that had taken place…


To the sea-and-landscapes I know so well.

It took my breath away.  ❤

First Snow at Forest Beach

I couldn’t wait to get down to Forest Beach, once the flakes had stopped falling and the sun was beginning to sink in the West.


The first snow of the season is always special to me.

And just as I’d imagined, a new frost-covered landscape awaited me.


Magical and serene.


And some new friends were there as well!


I already can’t wait to get back again soon!

Peace among the Geese

I’m not sure what it is…

But when I see Canada geese paddling around in the high tide shallows at Forest Beach marsh at sunset, looking almost like silhouettes in the dim light.


I feel a peace I can’t even begin to explain.