The cattails and the spider webs were showing up in the early morning sun at Possum Branch Preserve.
Bright pops of red in early January. It was finally starting to look like fall (only in central Florida does it look like fall right before spring).
Birds were scarce this Saturday morning. Other than the usual birds, I only saw a house wren and a thrasher.
Pelican fly by along the canal.
Two coots have taken up residents for the winter in the main pond.
This guy didn’t look that big (taken with my zoom lens).
When I got around the other side of the pond and saw him spread out, he looked much bigger.
Nothing new at my walk at Possum Branch Preserve in late June.
Bunnies were all along the trails.
The usual birds including the very young little blue heron in the the last picture as he’s starting to get his adult blue feathers in.
The fields along the trail was starting to get over-grown in late May at Possum Branch Preserve. Once the grass gets knee high it’s a little creepy to veer off the trail and get close to the marsh.
Baby bluebirds hanging out in a dead tree. Looks like they were just learning to fly.
This guy (male lesser scaup) should have already flown north by mid-May. Not sure why he was still hanging around but he wasn’t there the last time I was at the preserve.
The view from the edge of one of the ponds.
I stopped by the local eagles nest on the way home that’s in a utility tower. I was checking to see if I could see any juvenile eagles hanging around but only the adult was sitting on the tower. Any babies could have been gone by then.
Across the pond I could see this osprey hovering, looking for fish.
Eventually he splashed down and got a fish but took off in the other direction.
Meanwhile, on this side of the pond, an anhinga was having trouble getting his big catch down. He eventually swallowed it in one big gulp.
Another anhinga scored across the pond. It was a busy fishing night right before dark.
This guy was just cruising around.
A few of the other critters on my walk after work.
A very cool tree in the woods.
A quick early walk at Chesnut Park in early May. The park started to get crowded pretty quickly so I left and headed out to another park close by.
Possum Branch Preserve was void of people but not many birds there either. At least it was a nice walk outside.
A few birds there included a juvenile night heron and a red bellied woodpecker.
I caught this common snapping turtle cruising down the back trail. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a snapper out in the wild. This one was pretty small.
Heading out to Chesnut Park in early April. There was hardly anyone there but someone had come before me laying bird seed along the boardwalk.
I didn’t see where this crow got this egg. He stopped in the tree right in front of me. It could be a turtle egg.
I saw this little sparrow deep in the bushes along the boardwalk. I was hoping it was something rare but realized it was just a chipping sparrow. Not rare but not extremely common here.
Dragonflies are everywhere now.
I was watching this guy skiing back and forth across the lake. Looks like a fun way to do social distancing.
Enjoying the quiet morning but since this park was open it started to get crowded pretty quickly. I left by 9:30 and headed to Possum Branch Preserve.
Almost no one here at the reserve. Not many birds either.
The sora rail was still here a few weeks after I first saw him.
A beautiful morning for a walk.
I rarely see bluebirds in the parks near my house. I’m sure they are around but I never seem to see them. I didn’t expect to see one singing on a dead pine tree at Possum Branch Preserve. This was a treat watching him pouring his heart out across the marsh.
The lone glossy ibis was still there, showing off his colors in the sunlight.
I looked down in the marsh and saw this. What was this purple gallinule doing?
Then I realized another one was coming out of the reeds and they started playing “leap frog” in the marsh. Those big yellow feet were such a contrast on top of her back. They did it twice before taking off in different directions. By now somewhere in that marsh is a purple gallinule nest. Here’s to hoping to see babies soon.
There’s always a lot of white peacock butterflies and bunnies here.
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The Sora rail was the talk of the reserve back in early April. I’ve only seen a few rails and they were all at Circle B Bar Reserve. This was a rare sighting for this area so a handful of people were coming to the park to find him. There were actually 3 there and they stayed for a few weeks. They stayed close to the reeds and were digging around in mud looking for food. Since then we’ve had some rain so the ponds are filled back up. Maybe that’s why they eventually left.
The Virginia rail on the left was a nice surprise. I had heard one was there but didn’t see it. I saw the sora on the right far out in the marsh heading towards the reeds and snapped a shot of him and when I cropped this up I realized the Virginia rail was behind him.
Lately there’s been a glossy ibis hanging around the pond. This is another bird that I usually only see in central Florida so it was weird to see him here.
You can always see gators and bunnies here.
It was nice just being outside.
Flowers on the trail at Possum Branch Preserve.
The fields were covered with these pink puffy plants. And they were covered in bees.
It’s always a nice quiet walk at Possum Branch Preserve. It’s a hidden gem right off of a busy main road but most people don’t know it exists. It never closed down so I’ve been going there for a long walk a few times a week since it’s close to home.
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Little titmouse looking for snacks. I get there at 8am and someone has already been there and left birdseed on the boardwalk. These guys are not shy.
I’ve never seen a prothonotary warbler at Chesnut park. Both were very skittish.
Other usual birds were parulas and cardinals. The cardinal was a juvenile that was just getting his red feathers. He looked rough.
It was very quiet at Chesnut Park so I left and stopped by Possum Branch Preserve before heading home. It was even more quiet at the preserve. I couldn’t even find a gator in all that muck.