A Day on Merganser Lake VI
That was quite the storm yesterday. I haven’t seen rain fall that hard and for so long in years. Plus, the wind was enough to uproot one tree and snap another in the backyard. Still, the birds came.
The birds didn’t visit as frequently as they do on calmer days, but they were there. And they were wet — soaked is more like it. I have a few decent photos from yesterday, but the bluebirds were my best ones. The bluebirds were hardly recognizable they were so wet and the lack of sun dulled their usually electric brilliant plumage.
(Repeat text for context: I’m running out of COVID-19 lockdown themes so from now until things get back to some semblance of normalcy, I will simply post my best photo from the previous day. You could say it fits because of its uncertainty and challenge. I’ll call the series “A Day on Merganser Lake,” even though that’s not the real name of the lake I live near in southwestern Connecticut, it’s just a nod to my favorite duck family.)