Yellow Legs
Hands down, early morning canoeing is best for birding pics. We canoed right up to this little guy.
Hands down, early morning canoeing is best for birding pics. We canoed right up to this little guy.
I’m not sure how this Heron know there were fish in all that duck weed, but this fellow had no trouble finding them in the Beaver River.
I had no idea to look for these usually silent birds in the trees, we canoe past silently, they watch us silently … I think we have missed them many times, when you finally “see” them – you see them often. They fish and frog from the branches, reaching down to the water.
Sometimes paddling along the Beaver River, I can’t believe my eyes, yes this really is a Green Heron, right here in the Beaver Valley!
This Snipe has been visiting us every year for as long as I can remember, it stands on this post resting one leg. I often refer to is as “the one legged Snipe” I wonder how old it is? How long do they live for?
The water froze over the great lakes this past winter, so much so that more than 300 starving swans were taken to rehab centers to be fed. I went with my friend Robert to Hamilton Harbour with two 50 pound bags of corn. The swan in the photo is racing to the corn aggressively. We spread it out along the ice so all kinds of water fowl could grab some.
Birds of all kinds were finding comfort in small openings in the frozen water, here we came across a less seen pair of ducks.