Mr. Bluebird

I have just gotten (somewhat) settled in my new apartment. That is, I’m living in a sea of boxes but everything has been carried over from the old place & keys turned in so yes technically I am moved. There is still a long way to go before I get everything unpacked and feel like it’s really home but it is getting there. Slowly.

My new apartment is right near a nature preserve which is awesome – I can just walk a block and go right in. I did a preliminary excursion in there to scope everything out and see what there was to see. Lots of flocks of little birds like house sparrows and yellow-rumped warblers were out and about feeding on the insects and seeds in the tall grasses. Part of the preserve is being restored to natural prairie which is pretty cool. A pair of sandhill cranes were walking through that area picking up tasty morsels as they moved.

The highlight of the trip was a gorgeous bluebird who posed on a birdhouse in the prairie restoration area. Handsome little thing was such a brilliant shade of blue – it was a lot of fun to see him.

As fall migration continues my goal is of course to add species to my life-list but for now I am just content getting settled and getting to know the paths in the area near my new place. The fall colors are becoming spectacular so I am also looking forward to some great scenery photo opportunities in the near future. Here are some of the pictures I took on my walk:





The Monday Shovel Hurts My Face

So yeah, it’s Monday and I feel like I’m in a bit of a fugue state. I think with everything going on (work, school and moving) that I have fried my brain synapses – I keep catching myself staring off into space. Monday you heartless bastard *shakes fist*.

I did a little bit of birding yesterday just as a sort of mental health break before returning to packing. I did add one new species to my list, a Yellow-bellied Flycatcher. The warblers that were my target for the morning did not materialize but I got to watch a Sandhill Crane family feeding which was worth the trip. The day was so overcast it resulted in sub-par photos so I don’t really have anything to share with y’all that I think is worth viewing. Hopefully next time. Though as the date to moving looms ever closer it is harder and harder to do fun things like biriding and just more of shoving books into boxes. I have a lot of books apparently. A LOT of books. I’m running out of space in my living room area to keep the boxes.

Mr. Toad Says Hello

These past few weeks have been stressful between work stuff and trying to figure out if I am moving or not. I hate moving, let me just say that right now. I am not a clean person so the thought of having to first clean the initial layer of crap, then pack everything up, and then super clean my apartment for the next tenant chills my blood. Trying to get a lot of this done before school starts up again adds another level of stress that is making me go prematurely bald. Ok not really (at least not yet) but it sure feels like it.

I finally made myself get up early on a Saturday despite the protests of my sleep deprived body and went birding. Sort of birding. I just needed to get outside and go for a walk to try and slough off some of my anxiety. The morning was absolutely gorgeous though and I am glad I went – I really needed that. You forget how much you miss things until you return to a favorite hobby, interest, area, whatever it is and it feels like coming home.  I think birding may be the only thing to get me through the next couple of months. Once I’m moved and settled I will feel better. If I get the place I want I will be right next to one of my favorite nature preserves so I’ll basically be able to go birding right outside my door. I hope it works out.

Here are some of my favorite shots. I really got a kick out of this tiny little toad that was hopping along the path in the sand. He didn’t seem to mind me taking his picture which I appreciated.