Tessie is a fetching lass
Tessie and I played an impromptu game of fetch yesterday. Here are some photos...
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April 25th, 2006
Boston Wildlife
Part one of three
It all started with the bluejays. I love them, and the other day, while walking through the Fens, they were so tantalisingly close to my camera...( Collapse )
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This Canada goose was off by itself, having a contemplative moment.
I also caught this male grackle in all his Technicolor glory.
Hard to believe that all this nature exists almost
within sight of the city's second-tallest building.
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(Next: Duck battle!)
It all started with the bluejays. I love them, and the other day, while walking through the Fens, they were so tantalisingly close to my camera...( Collapse )
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This Canada goose was off by itself, having a contemplative moment.
I also caught this male grackle in all his Technicolor glory.
Hard to believe that all this nature exists almost
within sight of the city's second-tallest building.
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(Next: Duck battle!)
Duck Battle!
Part two of three
As I entered the Boston Public Garden from Boylston Street, I saw these
two male mallards locked in what looked to be mortal combat.
The best part was this little sparrow, taking advantage of
their fight to gather up all the loose bits of down for its nest.
He got a good two beakfulls, at least.
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They were really going at it, these two.
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Finally, one of the ducks ran away. The female, who'd been off a ways with a third male, didn't seem to have been duly impressed with either of the two combattants. While there was no clear winner, the loser was obvious...the third male ended up wandering off on his own.
(Next: Pilfering from Pigeons in the Park)
As I entered the Boston Public Garden from Boylston Street, I saw these
two male mallards locked in what looked to be mortal combat.
The best part was this little sparrow, taking advantage of
their fight to gather up all the loose bits of down for its nest.
He got a good two beakfulls, at least.
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They were really going at it, these two.
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Finally, one of the ducks ran away. The female, who'd been off a ways with a third male, didn't seem to have been duly impressed with either of the two combattants. While there was no clear winner, the loser was obvious...the third male ended up wandering off on his own.
(Next: Pilfering from Pigeons in the Park)
Pilfering from Pigeons in the Park
Part three of three
The end of my walk took me through Boston Common. Near Park Street Station and Tremont Street, I witnessed this Columbian feeding frenzy. Someone had, evidently, dumped a load of pastries, and the pigeons were attacking the pastel pink and green cake slices with gusto. ( Collapse ) Circling the pigeons like jackals around a pride of feasting lions, some very scrappy and determined starlings trying to get a share of the goodies.
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He seemed to hold his own against the pigeons, which were at least twice his size and weight. And like the ducks, they were all far too intent on the task at hand (wing?) to pay any attention to me and my camera. I'm endlessly fascinated by the little glimpses of wilderness deep within the city limits, even in one of the oldest cities in North America.
The end of my walk took me through Boston Common. Near Park Street Station and Tremont Street, I witnessed this Columbian feeding frenzy. Someone had, evidently, dumped a load of pastries, and the pigeons were attacking the pastel pink and green cake slices with gusto. ( Collapse ) Circling the pigeons like jackals around a pride of feasting lions, some very scrappy and determined starlings trying to get a share of the goodies.
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He seemed to hold his own against the pigeons, which were at least twice his size and weight. And like the ducks, they were all far too intent on the task at hand (wing?) to pay any attention to me and my camera. I'm endlessly fascinated by the little glimpses of wilderness deep within the city limits, even in one of the oldest cities in North America.
