Final Days of Summer (Part II)

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(Sep 13 4:37 p.m.)

Many of the ducks at Deering Oaks were wise to flee if I got anywhere close.  Large beings… potential predators.

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Blue-winged. (Sep 16 5:35 p.m.)

I watched some of the ducks fly from the hills to the water, gliding in as they landed, I guess using their legs as a source of friction to eventually stop.

According to Boreal Songbird Initiative, mallards (the “most abundant duck in the world”) are a member of the “dabbling duck group”— that is, they “feed by either tipping up or dabbling along the surface, capturing food and straining excess water through the lamellae (small boney tooth-like structures along the sides of its jaw).”

“When field feeding, Mallards generally feed around sunrise and again at sunset; however, in some instances, especially during a full moon, they will feed throughout the night. They will fly up to several kilometers to reach their feeding area, generally a crop field (e.g., corn, peas, barley).”

Friday the 16th was a full moon day… I thought I heard some voices or something outside the house when night fell.  I couldn’t actually tell what the sounds were, to tell the truth.  But back to the park… which wasn’t a crop field.

One mallard wasn’t so afraid of me.

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(Sep 13 4:47 p.m.)

He stood there, looking at me.  Either he expected me to walk away, or he thought he was brave… or maybe I just wasn’t close enough for him to sense any danger… not that I would have done anything but take pictures.

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Birds can appear just about anywhere. (Sep 13 4:44 p.m.)

As I passed by, on the walkway, I saw at least one duck on the hills had its head tucked in (no photo; probably would’ve failed to capture if I got close).  This, of course, indicates that they rely on each other’s quacks to warn each other of danger.  Animals speak their own natural language, respectively…

As I was walking toward the other end for an alternate perspective for the “lots and lots, and lots of birds” photo, not only were there more ducks midway, but a little kid was walking/waddling around.  He said something unintelligible to me as I passed by.  A woman, situated near a tree and presumably his caregiver, repeated the words a few times.  She spoke perfect English, but I had no idea— the phrase they kept saying.

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“White Oak (guercus alba)”. (Sep 13 4:32 p.m.)

At least some of the trees tell you what they are… so long as people have nailed signs into them. (As always, click a photo to enlarge.)

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Large, wrinkled leaves on an old, large tree. (Sep 16 5:32 p.m.)

In case you ever wondered what old, large tree leaves look like up-close. (A weak focal point for what I’m getting at, with the above image, but still.)

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(Sep 13 4:35 p.m.)

Someone left a bunch of rolls at one location.  Maybe nature enjoys processed food as much as me.  (Unlike Oprah, I don’t looove bread… unless it’s garlic bread.)

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Happy Hour: 4-6 p.m. (Sep 13 4:34 p.m)

Not to say that the food at the Tiqa Cafe & Bakery is bad… (Nor am I implying that they were associated with the rolls on the ground…)  Maybe I should try some of the food there someday.  They didn’t appear to be open at 4:30 p.m. Tuesday given the outdoor clientele in the above photo.  The OPEN flag was up, and the schedule is 7 to dusk daily, so I’m likely wrong.  I did catch someone loading stuff into a relatively small vehicle later one day, as if closed— the door to the castle open, the inside lit.

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(Sep 13 4:45 p.m.)

Some squirrels chased each other around that Tuesday.  Summer can be mating season, easily.

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A couple cuddling in the park. ❤ (Sep 13 4:46 p.m.)

Ahem.

I captured some video of squirrels apparently looking for food… (Too bad Windows Movie Maker doesn’t do cropping to focus in on them.)

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Drained. (Sep 13 4:49 p.m.)

Summer’s pretty much already over as far as the wading pool is concerned.

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Stumpy…? (Sep 13 4:48 p.m.)

Toward the end of the day, Friday, my mother tossed peanuts to the squirrels.  All I saw walking along the pavement was one squirrel running away…

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Glass on pavement. (Sep 16 5:39 p.m.)

…And some broken glass.  Oh, human nature.

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Ignore the power lines and sticker on the windshield. (Sep 16 7:00 p.m.)

Well, that’s it for now.  I got lots of “inanimate” photos to share.  Until then…

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Easter bunny, replacing the small tree… that recently got knocked down, accidentally, instead of normally taken down. (Sep 15 2:22 p.m.)
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