Back To The PPL Wetlands, An Early Start Was Rewarded With Wood Ducks And Kingfishers
It has always been hard for me to get enough sleep in the Summer. The birds start singing about a half hour before the sunrise, which occurs around 5:30 a.m. near the solstice here in Northeastern Pennsylvania. And evening twilight lingers for about an hour after sunset which occurs around 8:40 p.m. I don’t like to miss either. But I was up late Saturday night so I missed the Sunday sunrise. It was a beautiful sunny morning and I decided to skip my usual early morning walk through my neighborhood and head down back to the PPL Wetlands.
I walked to Lake-Took-A- While where I was delighted to see, sitting on a power line, these two kingfishers. I remember first reading about this remarkable bird in an SRA reading program in third grade and always wanted to watch them catch fish as I had read in the story so many years ago.
I didn’t see them catch any fish but enjoyed observing them and soon saw a third bird appear and knew it was the same family I saw the day before. A little later in the day one of these birds and I had an even closer encounter as it swooped over my head as I was photographing dragonflies.
I could spend the entire day exploring these woodlands but I was getting tired and hungry so decided to head home. On my return walk I again encountered many robins, catbirds and the red winged blackbirds that frequent the wetlands,
I was hearing the pleasant song of the yellow warblers in the treetops and I finally was able to see, and photograph one as I neared my car. Here is a link to some more of the birds I saw on my walk. https://keepyoureyespeeled.net/photographs-2017/nggallery/photographs-2017/PPL-Wetlands-birds-June-25-2017
It was another great day to be outdoors in Northeastern Pennsylvania. Here is a link to some more photographs from my hike. https://keepyoureyespeeled.net/photographs-2017/nggallery/photographs-2017/PPL-Wetlands-June-25-2017-
“For most of history, man has had to fight nature to survive; in this century he is beginning to realize that, in order to survive, he must protect it.”
― Jacques-Yves Cousteau