It’s the big day so why not end this series of turkey photos with a shot a nice, big tom turkey? Happy Thanksgiving and thanks for supporting http://www.BirdsOfNewEngland.com
Since it’s almost Thanksgiving I figured, why not? As in, why not post a new photo of a turkey each day until the big day. Here’s Wednesday’s photo.
Since it’s almost Thanksgiving I figured, why not? As in, why not post a new photo of a turkey each day until the big day. Here’s Tuesday’s photo.
Here is the latest For the Birds column, which runs in several New England newspapers.
Somehow, it’s time for Thanksgiving already. It feels like yesterday that we were welcoming 2017 — by the way, how did those resolutions turn out?
And here we are at turkey time.
Speaking of turkey time, as I often do at this time of year, I will focus this column on the wild turkey.
After a few failed attempts, reintroduction programs in the 1970s and 1990s successfully brought the bird back to New England. The wild turkey again thrives in our region.
I have seen turkeys a few hundred feet from Long Island Sound at a park in southern Connecticut, and I have seen them on camping trips to Pittsburg, N.H., near the Canadian border. They are abundant everywhere in between, too.
We hadn’t seen each other in a while so we caught up at my place and hung out for a while. Then we stopped at a bar for a quick drink before heading to the festival at the west campus of Western Connecticut State University. Parking, of course, was a minor issue at the venue as we drove around the lot looking for a space. Eventually we turned around and headed back out of the venue to grab the nearest on-road parking spot, leaving a sizable walk for us to get to the show.
The reason I got into so much detail is because the timing of this had to be just perfect. If we hadn’t stopped at the bar, or if we had found parking immediately, we would have missed it.
As we headed to the security area, and there were, I’m guessing, Continue reading
This one was all Will.
I was throwing the football around with Will, my 10-year-old, when he suddenly stopped by a tree and said: “Dad, come check this out.” He had found a cicada emerging from its nymph exoskeleton. In all my years, I’ve never seen this before. I’ve seen dozens of exoskeletons lying round but long after the cicada had emerged and started making its trademark noises from the trees.
This was also like no other cicada I had ever seen before. To be clear, I’m no expert on cicadas. Far from it. But I’ve seen plenty of them over the years. This one had green wings, really cool aqua-green wings. And green legs to boot. Perhaps they will change to clear wings after it is in the world a little longer, but at that moment anyway, it had green wings.
Will took a bunch of photos with my phone while I rushed for my camera and macro lens. His photos came out pretty well, too. I’ll include one at the bottom.
Nature has surprises around every corner. Sometimes it takes a 10-year-old to find them.
Here’s Will’s iPhone shot. Not bad.
OK, so I fibbed a bit in my last post. Here’s the last photo from my recent trip to Pittsburg, N.H. What’s a photo compilation of a trip to northern New Hampshire without a loon?
Happy Fourth of July everyone!
As you might suspect from my last post, I have plenty of song sparrow photos. Here are a couple bonus ones: a new one on the top and one I took several years ago below.