On Saturday Gregg and I drove to Huntley Meadows, another favorite area we enjoy which takes about 45 minutes to get there. We have been talking about going for ages. Each season brings it's own beauty. Last time we went in the Fall but right now we thought it was the prettiest we had ever seen it. Everywhere looked lush and green, the cattails were tall and the wetlands were full of water. One of our favorite birds to see here is the Red-winged Blackbird with its brightly colored epaulet of red and yellow. If you click here you can read more about him and listen to his call.
Gregg took the following photos of the Barn Swallow, at least that's what I think they are. We were walking along the boardwalk and he spotted a young bird being fed by its mother. If you enlarge the photo you can just make him out, sitting where the boardwalk turns to the left.
I cropped another photo. Here is a closer look. From what I could find out on doing a little research, I think he is a Barn Swallow. Gregg didn't realize that while he was focused on this little fellow, there were several others all along the rail almost near his feet. They seemed comfortable with him being so close. I didn't want to move any closer however, because I knew they would fly away.
there you go, satisfied with a morsel for a few seconds. Mother was concentrating on this one for a while. The others had to patiently wait their turn.
I'm not sure what kind of bird sits on the pole below. Its perch was a metal measuring stick to gauge the level of water. (Steve over at Out On The Prairie identified it as an Eastern Kingbird. You can click here for more information. Thank you Steve).
The last three are a little blurry as I again cropped the photos. He was taking a drink at the water's edge.