Goldenrod Fuzz

The goldenrod has dropped its color and is slowly sagging as the cold weather comes.  The ends look furry now, gray and seed loosening up.  The birds must be having a grand time filling themselves.


At first it appeared to be flying like a swallow, darting from the concrete support near the weir into the trees.  Clearly it’s not a sparrow and I think it’s an Eastern Kingbird ( Tyrranus tyrranus ) which, funnily enough, I had recently seen on a trip to Pointe Pelee National Park.

Sandpiper Camouflage

This is the second sandpiper I have seen along the riverbank.  This time it was hunting in the mud of a run-off pond.  It’s coloring is not the same as the other one I saw so I’m not sure if it’s the same type of sandpiper or not.

Flesh Wound

The beavers haven’t been visible for awhile.  The temperatures have been going up and down and so has the water level.  But I’ve noticed their tell-tale signs – teeth marks – on trees on the opposite side of the path from the river.  I have seen that before but they seem to be getting quite …

Birch Buds Expand

I first noticed the birch trees when I saw the buds on some that were cut down.  But the remainder have started to burst out.  I was surprised, because the furry buds are so compact to start with and then expand as though they have been stretched.

Bird Tourists

I came across a tree full of cedar waxwings (Bombycilla cedrorum) this morning. It was just after sunrise and they had descended en masse on the last berries along this part of the river. I have only ever seen a few waxwings, and always near berries. They returned to the tree tops in aflutter, where …

Leaves Gathering

There are interesting patterns to see when you walk along the same route each day.  There are places where leaves tend to accumulate when blown by the wind.  Surprisingly, perhaps, there is no uniformity in their distribution and you will find leaves in large clumps in some places and missing in others, although there are …


The sun has failed me and I walk to the river in the dark in the mornings.  This can be a bit perilous because there are no lights on this side of the river.  My eyes become accustomed to the dark but, as the foliage on the riverbank fades in autumn, the lights on the …

Shield Bug

This grey shield bug was enjoying the warmth of the sun on a tree as I walked by.  The leaves were starting to go brown but it stuck out as an unusual shape.