Monday, March 10, 2008

A good side effect of flooding

FINALLY Blogger is letting me post photos today!



One of the good aspects of having had so much rain and snow melt lately is that a lot of what was formerly empty pasture and field has been converted to pond area, and the ducks are taking advantage.




Yesterday, I drove along a backroad that runs beside the very swollen Penns Creek behind the marsh, and I was rewarded with several good sights, though these photos are pretty rough:
Excuse me, Mr. Hooded Merganser, sir? Could you please quit being so shy and come closer to me?


Oh fine, then; just swim away. When your pics come out blurry, Mr. Snobby, don't say I didn't warn you. And yes, as a matter of fact that hairdo does make your head look weird-shaped.


I also saw many Eastern bluebirds--can you see them on the tops of the posts?


Shortly before I snapped, there were actually three of them on three consecutive posts! but of course one of them flew off to this tree:


It was quickly getting dark, so apologies for the crappy photos.


A great blue heron, back among the snags and such:

He stood stock-still in this one spot for. an. hour. That water must've been effing FREEZING too.


A little Northern mockingbird, looking cute:

Some ring-billed gulls, which is interesting--what are they doing inland? FINALLY--here's a pic of these guys.








I also saw these two twig nests, high in the tops of two side-by-side dead pine trees:
You can see the shape of some bird near the top (a raptor? almost looks like a crow, but I don't think it is); both nests were visited by birds, but I was looking into the setting sun and just couldn't pick out any field marks. His flight (I saw him fly away from the nests) and his general shape leads me to guess at a Cooper's or maybe even a sharp-shinned hawk, but I'm just guessing. My Peterson's Guide to Bird Nests and Eggs wasn't much help here; all the raptors have nests made of twigs, but they are lined with different materials. (But I did check the pic and info on crow's nests, and they do not (I think) look like this.) As you can see, however, I was nowhere near enough to see that much detail. I will monitor these nests (they're about 200-300 yards from the road, so I can monitor from afar, and next time I'll remember to take my scope so I can get a closer look.





Any guesses on these nests? I'll try to update with better/more pics as I explore this new fertile area!

Friday, March 7, 2008

Friday Night Nibble

Niblet believes in laying everything out on the table.
That way, you can pick through for the good stuff.

Oh noes! Dryer woes!

Warning: The following is not exactly a birding post -- but I do have something bird-related to tell you before moving on to the non-birding post: I got a new lifer last night! Yesterday, on my way to school and the calculus quiz I was going to do not-so-good on (ugh--don't ask), I stopped for a few minutes at the duck pond near PSU, and I saw a Canvasback! Whoopee! I also saw a female ring-necked duck, a semi-lifer as I'd only previously seen male ring-necks. (I'll load a picture of both later!)
Thanks to Dr. Zaius’s nimble fingers, I followed a few links about dryer repair, and the outlook is not good. According to Hometips, “if the water was 3 inches deep or more, the unit is finished. It may work now, but motor damage may occur several months down the road.” Oh dear. The water in the laundry room was at least three inches, probably four or five.

Another link provided a helpful diagram of the anatomy of a clothes dryer:
Sheesh. The motor is down there? No wonder it’s dead. However, perhaps I can do what the furnace guy did and pull off and dry the motor! Maybe it will work! I have screwdrivers! I have a blow-dryer! I have flashlights! I have know-how! or --uh--guess-how! And I have this little picture to go by too!

Otherwise, it’s laundromat city for this kid, and I hate laundromats. A long time ago during my previous life as a college English instructor, I used to grade papers while doing my laundry. I saw some pretty scary people in the laundromat, and it seemed like they were always. staring. at. me.