Heading out on the trails, something flushed a flock of ibis across the marsh.
A perfect morning in January, cold and clear.
Morning glories along the trail.
The usual birds.
Crazy face hiding in the bushes.
Right over the trail, this osprey was eating fish.
A typical morning walk at Circle B Bar Reserve.
I was looking through some old folders recently and came across some pictures I had taken of the great old trees at Circle B Bar Reserve. Some have changed a lot, some have not changed at all and some are gone. The ones above were taken in December, 2010. They were full of wood storks and the marsh was full of coots. We rarely see coots there now.
The same tree, taken this past December.
Same trees as the first two pictures, taken in January of 2013.
The trees in the fog, taken in December of 2017.
This was taken in 2009. I loved the old tree full of moss.
My first trip to the reserve was in October 2009. The marsh and trees were full of birds.
A very rare time I was there for the sunrise, back in November 2011.
Taken in 2011, some of the frequent visitors called this the “Magic” tree. It use to always have birds on it.
The same tree in 2013. Not long after this, the tree disappeared. It must have fallen down from old age.
A recent picture of the tree that greets you on main trail. It’s rare to not stop and take a picture of some bird on it.
“Ding dong the witch is dead.” I tried to watch the movie “Oz, Great and Powerful” over Thanksgiving weekend and I just couldn’t get through it. I guess I’m still partial to the original Wizard of Oz. I’m bringing this up because this place makes me think of what Oz would look like (you know, if it was in central Florida). At least in mid-November. Finally, the reserve was covered in the burr marigolds that come out each fall. Last year the amount of yellow was disappointing so this fall it was nice to see the area covered in them.
My friend Pam was taking pictures of the flowers with her old film camera. I’m still waiting to see those pictures. I know, back in the old days it used to take forever to get film back (way before the one hour photo shops).
A blast of yellow. And to think most of the north was covered in snow when I took this.
Old cypress trees covered in moss along one of the many ponds.
Traffic jams on the trail the weekend before Thanksgiving. Did everyone get that shot of the coot???
The magic tree down on Wading Bird Way is looking pretty sad.
There’s something magical about walking out on the trail and see the marshes covered in yellow flowers. I wished they lasted longer than a few weeks. Maybe by the time the flowers die, the white pelicans will have arrived and we’ll have something else to get excited about. There’s been a few flying overhead but not any swimming in the ponds or lakes yet.
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