There were a few marbled godwits at Fort Desoto Park.
I think this is a juvenile sandpiper.
Lots of plovers running around including the Wilson’s plover in the first picture and piping plovers with orange legs.
Soon the skimmers will be gone. They are rare to see in the winter at the park.
For my Sunday night walk in late July, I decided to go to the new Pier in downtown St. Pete. Brett went with me since he wanted to see it as well. We parked far away behind the Vinoy hotel and tried to stay away from the crowds as we walked around the yacht basin. It was a beautiful night to be out and everyone had the same idea.
The netting over an open field before the pier changes color at night.
Looking down at the pier from the elevated platform. We didn’t walk past this point since the pier building at the end looked very crowded. There are restaurants at the end but you had to have a reservation to go in and masks were required. We thought we would save that for another time.
A pano of the area taken with my phone.
There’s a small public beach right next to the pier.
Looking back at downtown St. Pete, the sun was just starting to go down.
Some of the artwork around the pier area. It was a fun walk and I plan to get back there during the week after work hoping it won’t be so crowded.
Summer blooms at the Florida Botanical Gardens in Largo in late July.
This spider was busy with her crazy web.
Chewing on leaves.
A wood stork guarding the bridge. He didn’t even move when I walked by.
Almost grown baby wood ducks swimming under the bridge.
The royal terns were having a feeding frenzy at Fort Desoto in early August. The parents were busy trying to keep the juvenile ones fed.
I found another Harry the hybrid (great blue heron and great egret) at the north beach lagoon. I had heard there were two hybrids at the park but I had only seen one at the fishing pier. This one has more beige and grey than the one at the pier which is more white.
Birds cruising by at the north spit. You can see the boats far off at the tip of the spit already anchoring to party for the day.
Flowers near the parking lot.
Lots of activity going on around the park. It was going to be a busy afternoon.
One late day after work in July I hopped in the car and headed to Chesnut Park to see if there were any baby deer in the park. It had been drizzling late that day which usually means the park is quiet and the deer come out of the woods with their babies. Of course the sun came out right when I got to there so it was hot and steamy. I noticed this soft shell turtle walking around by a parking lot.
When I got out of the car to take the picture of the turtle, these two downy woodpeckers flew right into the tree in front of my car.
I originally wasn’t going to walk around if I didn’t see any deer since it was so hot but I saw some birds flying around the bridge over the pond so I walked over for a few minutes and caught the above yellow throated warbler.
This young parula was also on the bridge.
As well as the above young great crested flycatcher. I know they nest somewhere around this area of the park but I’ve never been able to find a nest.
In the back of the park I found a lady feeding the deer some apples and carrots. She was telling me how skinny she thought they looked. She said the deer up north where she lives in the winter were much bigger and hefty. I’m assuming she’s looking at mule deer in the winter which probably are bigger than our white tailed deer here in Florida. She had seen a baby deer earlier in the week so there was at least one there but I couldn’t find him on this night. I’ll keep looking.
I got to Fort Desoto Park early on a Saturday morning in late July. The clouds were starting to roll in before the people got here.
I could see it raining over to the far left and was debating on how far to walk out on the Outback Key spit. I had my umbrella in my backpack but wouldn’t want to have to walk back half an hour with lightning.
I walked out a little ways but the storm was moving in quick.
I stopped in the little lagoon near the parking lot to get pictures of a spoonbill. It was drizzling on me but the sun was behind my back and I could see a faint rainbow.
Minutes later the storm had moved away and I headed over to the bird sanctuary.