How can any spring day be anything but glorious? Especially here, were winter can be long and hard. 61° and a beautiful clear azure sky. After crossing the creek I scare up some Hermit Thrushes. They forage on the ground, but when disturbed they will fly up to a branch 2 to 6 feet off the forest floor, sitting still. If you approach too close they fly off.More wild flowers in bloom. Additional dog-tooth violets, blue bells. Purple and yellow violets. New may apples are coming up too.
Lots of people on the trail. The parking area was full, with more cars parking along the turn around. Everyone is friendly and smiling. A day like today does that. Our normally reserved Great Lakes demeanor takes a break and everyone smiles, says hello and may even offer another a word or two. For someone from this part of the country encountering someone they don’t know, then get the word hi out of their throat is pushing the limit of customary behavior, to say hello and offer another word is astoundingly outgoing. I guess a beauty spring day will do that to people.
Visibility was about 30 miles with a little haze. Details not visible in the distance. Some thin clouds over the lake reflect as a sliver line.
In the seep fed ponds of the old quarry, some Canada Geese. Not noisy like those in more public places. Just 2, each in separate ponds. A Junco sings its’ tinkerbell song down below. Such a pretty sound.
Coming back through the woods, I disturb the Hermit Thrushes in the same place. 4 this time, all within a 25 yard circle. I am close to home so I grabbed my camera and went back to try to get a picture of a Hermit Thrush. Now they are being shy. Back in my yard a Chickadee wants to have its’ picture taken so I oblige.
