Posted by: atowhee | June 5, 2019


June 5, 2019

This morning Nora and I visited the Yamhill Sewer Ponds.  The fields there have not been mown this year.  Nora is twenty-six inches tall.  Some of the grass has reached twice that height.  She was elevated to hunting predator in the wilderness, nosing her way through the dense stand of grass stems.  Seeds are beginning to ripen, a boon for the local goldfinches.  Soon her muzzle, forehead and black back fur were sprinkled with dozens of slender, pale green seeds.

In the dense shade along the creek some of this year’s cow parsnips have reached eight feet in height already, heavy blooms causing the stalks to bend over.

On the ponds I could see families of Mallard ducklings and one row of goslings following Canada Goose parents.  The difference is stark.  Both parents tend closely and protectively in goose families while the male Mallard has nothing to do with his former mate or the fledglings.  Waterfowl young are born to swim and take to the water almost instantly while it will be weeks before they can fly.  Water is their scene and their security.

A male Common Yellowthroat sang and darted through the tall weeds around the tiny wetlands.  He was not easy to spot except when in motion.

Tree Swallows have claimed some of the next boxes while at least two are occupied now by House Sparrows.

There was a flock of at least twenty Band-tailed Pigeons, some in treetops, others in the air.

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