Today I am taking refuge in my refuge – my home. I am not getting in any vehicle for any reason. I am a home person, for the most part – although I do love little daytrips places, and longer trips places on occasion too – but this week was a week of more trips to our “big” city down the road than I like, too many errands, not enough just enjoy my surroundings.
However, last Saturday the Artistic One and I made a day out of activities, the first being to visit the Klamath Basin Wildlife Refuge, on the edge of Oregon and California. We had not had enough of birds yet, you see, so off we went.
First there were the pelicans, these just hanging out on their little beach. Basking in the sun, enjoying their surroundings, possibly thinking of their trip south which will be coming up soon. What do pelicans think about anyway? Do birds have thoughts? Or are they all instinct?
I love how the bill of the real pelican touches the bill of the reflected pelican, forming a triangle enclosed by his body. Could anyone ask for anything more serene? Ahhh, to simply float along the surface of the water.
I think these ducks did this on purpose – I can just hear them now: “Hey the lady has a camera, quick stick your heads in the water so she can’t see who we are!”. But I fooled them – ha! I actually think this is a better picture for their having dunked their little ducky heads. So there!
This one was even less cooperative, refusing to stand still or to stand clear of the weeds. I think he’s another of the White Faced Ibis – you know, the birds that really don’t have white faces, but do have hints of iridescent greens and bronzes on their bodies. So of course you’d name it a white-faced something. Of course you would!
An iron walkway across the channel – somewhat (an understatement) overgrown, but there, so of course it was necessary to walk across. Although, once at the end, there was nowhere to go unless one wanted to step off into the tall reeds, not being able to see what one was stepping into. I think not.
We shall end this part of our visit to the refuge with this photo – a turtle crossing the road. We saw the lump in the center of the road as we approached – at first I thought it was a bird, but it did not fly away. Then I thought it was a stick. But as we got close, we saw – with great surprise – that it was a walking, talking, breathing turtle! Quick stop – take photos – move on. Stop again. Best to get turtle out of road, just in case another vehicle might come along. Too fast. Pooooor turtle. Get out of car, walk back, bend over to pick up turtle. He ran. He ran! Remember the story of the Hare and the Tortoise? This little guy could really move, so rather than carry him across the road, we simply herded him across the road. With a little reminder that it is unwise to stop in the middle of a road.
It might be neat to have a turtle in our pond. But what does one do with a pond turtle in the winter when the cold weather, snow and ice move in? Maybe a turtle in the pond is not such a good idea after all.
Our next visit will complete this trip to the refuge – as well as photos of waterfowl – for awhile. Well, at least a few days. Who knows what might turn up before the winter arrives. Although the Artistic One has gone on off a vacation – with her husband! Can you imagine such a thing?!