How I reserved and then spent one extra hour on Sunday
I've never seen a harlequin duck in person before. It's gorgeous. You're so fortunate to live on a coast. My sister wants to retire to Hatteras and I am thinking about joining her. We both love birds and oceans.
Sounds like you had another rewarding day out and about in nature enjoying your extra hour. I would love to have seen those garnets and harlequins. Two of our favorites!
I've only lived by the ocean for one period in my life--a couple of years in Australia--but learned how naturally the ocean and her tides slip into your blood. I still miss it sometimes. This was such a beautiful reminder.
Can't get over what a side-eye that sandpiper is giving you!
Thank you for gifting us that hour in the cove .
I'm pretty sure your little pink fragment is plastic. That is a color that is uncommon in the natural world, I think. Somehow the pigments that are made for plastics are particularly garish. It must be something about the chemistry involved in the process of coloration.
Just taking a moment to thank you once again for the pleasure of your posts. Many birds we don't see here in the Northwest, or if we do I have not had the pleasure. All your posts are respites by the way, for which I am so grateful.
My husband still remembers having you point out a Harlequin on a trip birding the ME coast many years ago!
As is the case with every issue, a pleasure to read and reading that leads to contemplation of the world. Thank you, my friend.
I had a wonderful adventure this last summer in Maine. Thank you for letting me reimagine it and plus seeing some birds that I didn’t get to see, but I got to see through your eyes.
Thank you for sharing your extra hour with us ... inspiring.
Where in Maine were you? The only ducks I usually see on our bay in Corea in fall and winter are mergansers, buffleheads, and goldeneyes.
My truest ambition throughout my life has been to been to be a beachcomber. Expansiveness, light, tides, salt smell, grandness of the mighty ocean and the delight of examining treasures it lays up on the sand.
The Pepto fossil looks like an agate. This was the loftiest of agendas. I need to schedule similar hours, myself.
I would love to be in Maine, but at least we can enjoy your story. Thanks!
Bryan, you continually impress me with your soulful pragmatism, and this repurposing of that reclaimed hour feels like a shooting star level of insight. Bravo. And thanks for sharing it. Haven't seen any Harleys here yet, but that doesn't mean they're not here. They just tend to hang in more open water areas than my usual, back of the bay haunts. I'll keep my eyes out, now. A handful of the horned grebes that winter over here seem to have arrived overnight and the cormorants seem to be back, as well, so wintering water birds are moving in. Still no goldeneyes. We usually have a bunch of both Barrow's and Commons, but can they take their time getting here. Anyway... another gift, wrapped and signed by you. Count me grateful, friend. May the winds of November be sighs, and may they whisper your name whenever there's something magical to behold.