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.  😉

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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.  ❤

The Last of the Ruddies

Some incredible moments shared with the last Ruddy Turnstones I saw down at Forest Beach.


They were just being Ruddies; up on one of the jetties in between foraging runs up and down along the shoreline.

Enjoying the sun, enjoying each other.


And as our autumn foliage and lighting transitions with each passing day into a more wintry palette, how I am missing their calico COLORS already.

But most of all…

Their glorious company.


See you in the Spring!  ❤

A Beach Bum for the Birds

I stopped being a “beach bum” a long time ago.

But I’m back on the beaches again.

This time, to be with the birds!


I love the intense light and deep shadows of the early mornings here on the Cape.

There’s nothing that makes my heart dance quite like the sight of a tiny Sanderling…


Chasing the waves to and fro…


Then pausing to look at me, backlit by the morning sun.


I guess that makes me a “beach bum”, after all.  😉

Up and Running with the Mighty Sanderling

Up and running in the new day.

‘Tho’ I’ve met my match for sure in the mighty Sanderling when it comes to energy levels.


LOVE these plucky little sandpipers, scooting along the shore at Nauset Beach and beyond!

O for a Little Peace

O for a little peace.


The kind of peace that comes…

When you’ve put into harbor, dropped the anchor.


And just for a little while,

For better or for worse,

The day is done.


Sunset at Stage Harbor, Chatham