High Park, Toronto
I recently waltzed into High Park. Save for a few House Finches the bird sanctuary was quiet. While sipping coffee on the restaurant patio I noticed these two active Barn Swallow nests.
After breakfast I found the Hawk Hill. Can’t wait for the hawk watch to begin in the fall.
Again, the ponds near the children’s playground is the best spot to get up close and personal with Wood Ducks.
Mum flew up onto the concrete wall to spend some time with me while her eight ducklings fended for themselves below.
CCIW Islands, Burlington
I snuck away while everyone was asleep, looking forward to a spot of breakfast but my bakery of choice would remain shuttered until 8:00 a.m. As I walked along, resigning myself to nipping into my number 18 breakfast spot, I heard tick, tick, tick overhead. I was pleasantly surprised to see 12 Chimney Swifts in flight over Brant Street. Devil to photograph but I snapped this one then ordered a coffee to go.
That I was still in a fog was evident as my first stop was Windermere Basin. I asked myself why I was here. I don’t have a scope. Sigh. I hopped and skipped over to the Lift Bridge to offer Barry C. support with the fledgling peregrine falcon watch. As he just arrived and I had excess energy to burn, I promised to return after checking in on the terns at CCIW.
At CCIW, from my preferred vantage point, the picnic bench, I witnessed juvenile Ring-billed Gulls trying out their wings. Nice to see a few juvenile Herring Gulls and their young.
My attention was particularly focused on the Caspian Terns and their juveniles.
These two terns got into a bit of a scrap.
Suddenly, my Spidey sense tingled. When I looked back four photographers appeared. They ultimately positioned themselves a bit north of me, camouflaging themselves in the shrubbery. I stayed for another 30 minutes or so practicing in flight shots.
Black-crowned Night-Herons and their young occupy the tree on the island closest to the parking lot. As with Tommy Thompson Park, they have to make do with what little they are allotted by the cormorants.
Lift Bridge, Burlington
I returned to the Lift Bridge. In the hour and a half or so I spent with Barry I learned much about the falcons. For instance, dad will raid the pigeons’ nests. When he does a squab transfer he drops it for the young to catch whereas mum prefers a direct transfer. Ultimately Lucifer made an appearance. How he cried to be fed. As both parents were uncharacteristically absent, Barry surmised they were forcing Lucifer to fend for himself.
Anyway, delicate flower that I am I was melting in a most unladylike manner in the heat. Hunger was also gnawing at me. Knowing my limit, I thanked Barry and bid adieu.
Got a glimpse of the Pan Am torch last Friday from my window.
From Wednesday to Friday I’d been popping to Nathan Phillips Square during my lunch hour to get an unobstructed photograph this sign. First day, construction workers were present. On Thursday, the coast wasn’t clear and Friday there were even more people milling about. I tried!
Brant Street, Burlington
If you missed the July 11, 2015 Burlington Car Show, here are some of the cars on display.