Thanksgiving’s Early Arrival

Rain was due in today.

So I headed to Wychmere Harbor, in between errands for Thanksgiving Day.

All was quiet.

It was as if everyone was poised, just waiting for the first raindrops to fall.

And by the time I had pulled in up the road at Herring River, they were.

But that didn’t phase this pair of Buffleheads, not one little bit.

Like little rubber duckies they dove, and within moments bobbled back up; seeming quite content in one another’s company.

And as I heard the sound of the raindrops falling on the roof of my car, pitter-patter-pat, and watched them as they fell all around the ducks in the water…

All I could think of was how I wouldn’t rather have spent the day before Thanksgiving Eve in any other way.

Thanksgiving gratitude, had come early.  ❤

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Daisy, Daisy, Give Me Your Answer Dew

Hoping for some rain soon to end the recent drought.

In the meantime, enjoying the morning dew for the flowers and birds, whenever we can get it.

❤

Return to Forest Beach Marsh

My return to Forest Beach marsh this morning was pure heaven.

It was like comin’ home.

There was no way I was going to  miss this day of Liberation.

Raindrops and all.

More images to come.

And friends to share.   😉

Singin’ in the Rain

Late yesterday afternoon I got caught in a rain shower just as I was finishing my walk around the marsh.

Now I happen to love walking in the rain. It always reminds me of Gene Kelly and his amazing dance through the puddles!

Driving home, I came upon a small flock of Canada geese having dinner in the creek at Red River.

They didn’t seem to mind me slowing down or rolling down my window as they continued to feed on their tasty greens.

And just like me, they didn’t seem to mind the rain either as it continued to pour down and bead up on their feathers.

In fact, they seemed to be enjoying it immensely.

Especially the splashing!

Finally the one gander who’d been giving me the feathery eyeball…

Must have given the signal for the rest of the flock to be on their way.

I watched them for a moment longer as they huddled together and then slowly waddled upstream.

And as I began to drive away, do you know what I thought I heard??

Why, I could have sworn that I heard singing.  😉

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Rain Comin’

You could smell rain at Mill Landing last night…

Even the crows were sensing something was moving in…

It was great seeing the rambling roses at their peak.

And some of the new fledglings busy learning their new flight maneuvers.

Have you ever noticed that colors seem even more intense when rain is on the way, almost as if everything is bathed in a kind of glow??

I was lost in the splendor…

‘Til someone reminded me it was time to head for home and fix some dinner.

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Sally