This year’s annual run of Alewives at Damariscotta Mills was awesome, but the Osprey and Bald Eagle action at this location was not. We had a back up location, as one always should, just in case the bird watching and bird photography opportunities are not as expected. A 20 mile ride east was all it took to satisfy our obsession with the Osprey. Read the full article →
As you have probably noticed, I have been away from blogging for a while. The why and what for’s I will not get into right now. Never-the-less, I am still taking photographs of Maine birds, landscapes and architecture. I started a new website called Capture Maine which basically showcases my landscape and architecture photography.
I’ve pretty much given up on Facebook. I just don’t like what it’s turning out to be and I have a lot of issues with privacy concerns. You can still find my tweets on Twitter. Another social network that I frequent a lot and really like is Google+. The interaction with other photographers from all over the world is incredible! If you have an account with G+, you can add me to your circles by going to my Google+ Page. If you do not have an account, you can still follow my posts on my Plusses blog.
Now back to birds. We had a minor snowstorm yesterday and there were quite a few birds visiting our feeders. One particular bird, a Yellow-rumped Warbler, decided to spend the winter with us. He has been around since mid November and loves suet and peanut chips. Dark-eyed Junco’s are plenty as are American Goldfinches. We also saw 4 Bald Eagles flying around the cove, two adult and two second year.
Enjoy the photos below of the Northern Cardinal and the unusual wintering Yellow-rumped Warbler.
Northern CardinalYellow-rumped Warbler
Broad-winged Hawk – Buteo platypterus
Late Saturday afternoon, Sharon and I were driving along a decrepit logging road looking for wildlife. We saw two bull Moose on the other side of a large pond eating vegetation. I found it odd that these males were in such close proximity to each other because the annual “rut” begins in a week or two. While watching the Moose, we heard a Boreal Chickadee and several Gray Jays, but neither species were seen to our dismay. Read the full article →