I go on occasion to Waterloo Village in Stanhope, NJ. It’s an abandoned historical village, but is still available to walk through. Most of the buildings are run down, though there is an active Methodist church on the property.
Each season hs its good points, though I think fall is my favorite and early spring not so much.
I like to bring the dogs there cause they can at least get a few minutes in to run and let off steam.
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The bald eagle has made a comeback across our country, thanks to many different conservancy efforts. This bald eagle may have migrated southward to NY from Canada for the winter. We begin seeing them in January and, except for the residents, they vanish back to Canada sometime in March.
We recently went to the Smokey Mountains National Park. It definitely deserves another visit. Being a horse nut, the horses were among my favorite sights.
These guys are pretty shy. I’m always amazed at how long they can stand motionless and how well they blend into wherever they are. They also fly and appear suddenly and silently.
I was so excited to be able to get this shot of a pileated woodpecker. I watched him work for a while, and, boy, those were no small, gentle pecks. If you enlarge the photo, you can see the woodchips flying out of the tree he is working on.
With this gorgeous spring weather (I’m so afraid it’s not going to last), everyone is coming out of their shell.
Even this little guy who must have gotten separated from the rest of the family.
It was so nice on Sunday this squirrel didn’t flinch as I took his picture:
This guy thought it a perfect day to come in for a perfect landing.
Iphone shot taken of the Roebling bridge while waiting for eagles to appear. One did show up and gave us quite a show.
One of my favorite birds to watch and photograph is the American Bald Eagle. They are such majestic creatures and quite large. I’m always impressed by the way they “stick to business”. During the winter, they conserve energy and you don’t see them flying around wasting any unless it’s to snatch a fish.
I had a nice day watching them the other day and hope to go back. I am finding it a bit more challenging now that I have a wee bit of knowledge, but great fun anyway. I will post more pics later in the week.
A couple young ones hanging on the ice:
A seemingly puzzled mature eagle checking out his reflection in the ice.
Part of what I found challenging was that, the mature eagle was only about 20-25 feet away from the young ones, but the change in exposure was dramatic. And, sometimes, I just forget to change my settings………. 😦
A good place to learn about the eagles, particularly in the Northeast is to be found at the Eagle Institute.
As anyone can tell by watching the news, north Jersey was hit pretty hard with Irene with some areas faring worse than others. Fortunately, for me, the worst is past with some minor (though it didn’t seem so when I was cleaning it up) basement flooding.
When the sun came out Ginger and I walked around town. She was definitely stir crazy and so was I! I walked down to the Wharton canal to see how it was effected and came across a group of 10-12 year old boys fishing and exploring the aftermath. When they saw me with a camera they invited me to take pictures of this dead snake they found. I think it had gotten caught on one of their fishing lines while fishing. I’m thinking “who wants a picture of a dead snake?”. Well, then the tail started to move…….So, I learned another lesson about nature. Snakes play dead! I never knew that. The boys were so excited and despite my cautions insisted on picking it up and showing it off. 🙂
Fortunately, they were smart in the way they did it. By the lump I see there looks like the snake had a recent meal.
Not sure what kind of snake he is. Will have to look it up. Eventually (and thankfully), the boys let him go back in the water. Perhaps they will see him another day.
I did take pictures of how high the water had gotten at the canal. But, only people familar with the canal area would appreciate them since I did not see anyway to bring perspective. But, I did go up by Washington’s Pond, which is on Main St. for a few photos.
That’s the pond flowing into the Rockaway river. The water at this point flowed under the roadway, but the night before was over it.
Hard to believe that a few weeks ago we were fishing with my grandson right in front of those trees.
The banks usually extend past this tree.
These flowers still standing tall and pretty despite it all.
I love that there are little pockets of nature and beauty all around. One thing that’s happening because of photography is that – I SEE more. I may not be able to translate what I see but I notice and appreciate more. Who can complain about that? 🙂