The hairy white oldfield aster is a native to the eastern US. It blooms midsummer through midfall. It makes a joyous splash of brightness against the autumn background. May each of you have a blessed day! Doc Ellen
Trees, lest we forget, have their own memories. Arboreal kin folk remembered as the lake recedes and the ancient ones briefly appear in the silver hush of an autumn dawning.
Oh the eyes of this bird! This is a rusty blackbird in its winter plumage. These birds are in decline and are considered to be a vulnerable species. I see a few of these rusty blackbirds every winter here at Jordan Lake. Keep your eye out for the golden eye of this blackbird!
The crow had found a leftover biscuit somewhere. Apparently it was a very hard biscuit. Crows know to soak things that need to be softened. This biscuit gets several dips. The shorebird that shows up occasionally is a greater yellow legs. I hope you enjoy the crow and his breakfast.
As Captain Doug and I floated around one of the exposed sand banks at Jordan Lake, we found this trio of greater yellowlegs. I see an occasional greater yellowlegs in migration but this is the first time that there were 3 wandering the shoreline.
Jordan Lake. Jack-in-the-box … Just how tall can a great blue heron stretch its neck? This morning at the lake I had to laugh and laugh. I hope you too find some laughter in the great blue heron’s antics!
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