ATMOSPHERIC PLEASURE

Getting close to the cormorants in the pond, I had to bushwhack 

through some woods.

The spring snow was melting fast under the power of

new sun.  All around me, new growth was glistening from snow drops, 

illuminating the way.

This Weeping Willow was still shedding tears, though

 the white stuff was gone. But I liked the variations of new green, storm clouds, 

dark gnarly limbs, and white textured old roof:

As I was leaving from making the above photo, the clouds and atmosphere were 

changing by the seconds, and I loved this contrast:

MORE DIVERSION

While it was still snowing, I visited a favorite pond, 

anticipating great scenery with the new dimension of snow.

By the time I got there, the snow had melted.  

But I saw in the far distance (between the 2 tufts of reeds on the upper right, below)

what looked like snow-topped submerged logs.

Thinking it would be a good photo to zoom in to, I got out of the car:

"Whaaa?"  Not logs at all, but the most immense water fowl I have seen in the wild!

They are larger than the great blue heron, and heftier too.

These are Double-crested Cormorants.

They are giants compared to the regular shore cormorants.

"King of the Mountain":

These cormorants ride low in the water compared to other water fowl.

They were swimming as if performing water ballet:

I watched this dance so long that they began to 

resemble swimming cobras!

DIVERSION

Last week we had a wonderful, unexpected snow event.

It started early in the morning, came down in silver-dollar-sized flakes, 

and built up about 4" of fresh loveliness.

I planned to go to the grocery store, which is only 5 minutes from home.

It was snowing hard.  It took me 2 hours to get there!

But, it wasn't from road conditions; it was because I 

took my camera with me!

The first-blooms of spring were bowed down under snow

and I just couldn't get enough of being close: 

Our own cherry tree:

New heather.

The shrubs were virtually glowing purple, as if lighted from within:

One single heather stem, about the size of a little finger:

My heart sang all morning (and I think I was doing so out loud too!) as I pulled off the road here and there

to get good perspectives of pastel blossoms and snow:

JUANITA BAY #4

Morning sun back-lights a spent cattail:

We weren't expecting to see the painted turtles this early in the year, 

but there were several:

The weeping willow is dramatic in all its stages.

Here it is, just getting started on "greening up", just before the branches start drooping ever lower:

Barely discernible here is the ring of water indicating

a Bufflehead on its way to catch a fish.

I was going to pitch the photo because my shutter was not fast enough, 

but then I discovered the wonderful colors reflected from cottages and growth at

water's edge:

I love the song of the Red-wing Blackbird.

Even more do I love to see them.

Even more than that I love to be able to capture a photo of one, caught in singing!

A sp

JUANITA BAY #3

These Bufflehead are hard to catch.  

My impression has been that they are black and white, like Holstein ducks.

With the sun highlighting their black feathers, I saw  iridescent purples and greens: 

Last year's abode of a Bullock's Oriole: 

"The wearin' 'o the green!"  Such a brilliant shade, and this moss variety stays the same color all year 'round:

Last year's alder cones and this year's new willow catkin:

JAUNITA BAY #2

The fog was such a bonus!

Eagle rearranges himself while cormorant is barely visible in the distance:

Female Merganser:

Male Merganser:

RETURN TO JUANITA BAY

I was anxious to re-visit Juanita Bay, to show Pat the photo treasure opportunities there.

(see a post on my blog from Feb: "Of Piers and Fowl Play")

Last week we had a the perfect sunshine day, which started with heavy fog.

The drive is quite a distance from home,  so we hurried out early, and luckily we did have fog still hanging about for awhile.

Is there anything more welcoming?

A weeping willow begins the "greening" stage:

Where did the title, "Old Coot" come from?

I can't say anything derogatory about this trio of Coots: 

A glimpse of the Bay from the other end of a set of boardwalks:

Pat and I stopped in our tracks and looked at each other across a trail, reacting,

"Are these colors real?!"

In fact, we were certain that the fuchsia-red bush and the chartreuse shrub's colors

 would not show correctly in a photo.

Well, this is pretty true as we saw them, as if they are hollering, 

"We'll force it to be spring if we have to!" 

Quite the opposite is this same gnarly tree I saw last time:

Two eagles patiently survey their fishing opportunities through the fog:

MAUI - WOWIE # 1

SOME COLORS OF MAUI

We saw multiple rainbows every day:

After sunset:

Sunrise on a Pacific Golden Plover ("Kolea") 

highlights yellow feathers:

Sun reflects off of unique "black sand beach" 

near Pu'u Olai:

In the afterglow of a brilliant sunset, a surf is painted rose:

Red-crested Cardinal:

The unique Silver Sword near Haleakala Volcano:

"Typical" Hawaiian colors are never boring:

MAUI - WOWIE! # 2

Humpback Whales, up close!

When I learned that Dear Husband and Brother-in-law had reserved places on a whale-watch boat, I was, of course, extremely excited.

However, when we got to the pier and I saw that our "boat" was actually nothing more than a rubber raft, I was extremely nervous!

Were we going to end up like this?

I feel sorry for this incident, but it was picturesque to me:

 Not to worry!  Our Captain, Steve, was a master at maneuvering the craft up close:

And of course, the Zodiac allowed us to be right at surface level:

It was thrilling to hear the underwater "bark" noise the humpbacks

made before the familiar "spouting" sound.

We were close enough to hear this repeatedly.

We were taken to the action of no less than 15 different pods.