Akeley Swamp is a quiet place along the northern edge of Pennsylvania. We stopped by when in the area on a very grey day.
Our visit was rewarded with a sighting of a juvenile bald eagle. It was at the far edge of the swamp so capturing an image while not spooking it was a challenge.
I was driving a semi-rural road on the way to my office when a pole-mounted transformer caught fire. It was quite a site to see. When it was safe to pass, I stopped by the local fire department and let them know.
We have hosted phoebes in this downspout for multiple years. They have not moved in yet, but hopefully soon...
The winter skies and snow of the day before gave way to blue skies and puffy clouds as spring reached out. We took a walk at The Rookery.
The park district has begun to thin the tree growth in some of the park areas. At one time the park was a hot spot for spring viewings of woodcocks. The increased tree cover has reduced the success of the woodcocks' elaborate mating flight.
Our visit to Cuyahoga Valley National Park gave a glimpse of the near spring. Winter took back hold at our home.
It's a misnomer to call Cuyahoga Valley and national park. If not for the strange workings of Washington, it would be a national recreation area. It's a wonderful place to hit the trails for an afternoon, enjoy the rocks, and do a little birding. Despite spring being a few days away, there was still snow falling as we visited the water.
We enjoyed a spring preview with a walk at an old scout camp. The camp is now a city park with fun trails for visitors.
With spring very near, it was time to make a visit to Mentor Lagoons. Our woods walk included a song sparrow.
We walked a woods trail to look for ducks on Lake Erie. The shoreline continues to erode quickly. The water today was duckless.
My colleague had an early return flight so I gave him a ride to the airport. I had scheduled a later flight in case more time was needed with the customer I was visiting. I took the free time to visit the same park from a few days prior hoping sessile trilliums were now in bloom. An early morning downpour had been replaced by bright blue skies by the time I reached the trailhead.
The rain had swelled the stream in the park.
I was happy to see the sessile trilliums had opened up since my arrival.
The water was cloudy from the turbulence but the change in flow was immense. Two days earlier, I crossed this nearly dry stream in the area near the lower right edge of the image.
Rue Anemone had opened within the two days since my prior visit.
It has been ages since I have seen a 747 sitting on the tarmac. This one was sitting far away from the terminal. The inner nacelle on the left is missing the engine. A little over 400 of these jets still fly with only about five percent still in passenger service.
