So, it being spring, and BC, it's raining. Not the driving downpour that somehow calls for venturing out in rain gear, nor the soft half-mist that softens our cheeks and freshens the air, but that miserable on-again, off-again, wait till you go out without a jacket, then squall, sort of rain. It's a good thing I got started sorting out my hard drive full of photos. Something to keep me busy inside.
I found a few from last summer that I had intended to post. Better late than never. These three are from "our" beach at the Edgewater Motel in Campbell River:
Flock in blue, blue water
These mergansers were always floating just beyond the reach of our cameras, just a series of dots to our naked eyes. We had waded out as far as we could, to get these photos. Good thing the beach is so flat.
I was confused at first; they all look like females, with the rough, reddish-brown crest. The male's head is green/black in mating season. This was July, though, so males, females, and young were all wearing the crest.
This heron usually stood out from shore on a rock. Often, it struck these weird poses, made stranger still by the "clothes"; a multi-patterned, floppy shawl, with the fringed end knotted on the breast, and a bunch of lace on the high, buttoned neck above. (Worth clicking on it, to see the details.)
Contrast those with these, taken in this afternoon's rain:
Varied thrush, picking up crumbs underneath the suet feeder.
Four bushtits, not dropping crumbs. The squirrels take care of that job.
No peaceful floating or rock-sitting for these guys. It's all go, go, go, in a great rush, eating on the run, nervous and jittery. Five minutes later, thrush and bushtits were gone.