Saturday, March 27, 2010

Best bird was a mammal.

Tree Swallows and tree.

We went to Ladner Harbour Park today. The park is a silty scrap of cottonwood forest surrounded by slough-riddled estuarine marsh on the south arm of the Fraser River. The goal was birds, and we were not disappointed. There were robins, robins, robins, were mostly fighting with each other. Many species were singing: Ruby-crowned Kinglets, Marsh Wrens, Bewick's Wrens, Winter Wrens, Black-capped Chickadees, Spotted Towhees, American Goldfinches and Purple Finches.

Tree Swallows were back, checking out the snags.

Much of the understory in the cottonwood forest is salmonberry, a favourite Rufous Hummingbird forage plant. Many times we heard the whirr of tiny wings, but weren't able to spy one. Our wintery eyes aren't ready yet.

A Mourning Dove ha-whoooo ooo ooo oooed, and was answered by another, but neither was up to doing anything about it.

In a clearing, we saw a saw.

But the best was yet to come. We walked east, where there used to be footbridges that allowed you to walk over the sloughs and farther into the marsh. The bridges had been removed. I was wondering out loud the point of this. I believe I referred to the bridge removers as "poops."

Our son said in his matter-of-fact way, "I see a beaver." We looked down into the slough, across which was no longer a bridge.

4 comments:

Cicero Sings said...

Ha, ha ... got your comeuppance did you? ... and from a wee lad yet! No grumbling allowed in this life ... praise and thanksgiving only. Ha!

Carol said...

What a lucky day. That beaver was just a special way to end it.

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Marcia said...

Beavers are cool.

There is some interesting info about beavers at http://www.animalfacts.net/rodents/beaver.html

. . . Lisa and Robb . . . said...

The ears! The eyes! The nosey-nose!