viewpoints on nature, photography and other stuff by Sheila Carroll
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Nighthawk AND Shorebird watching at Worcester Airport
Okay, so we go to Rt. 56 again to watch nighthawks....which are flying around rather erratically. And Mark spots some shorebirds way down on the Mulberry St. end of the runway.
Sure enough there are 2 Upland Sandpipers working in and out of the grasses on the little spur.... I stood very still at the gate at the end of the runway and hoped that the birds would pop out of the grass and move onto the road leading to the gate....
And, hopefully, start to come closer So even as I'm shooting through the fence I'm standing there hoping some shots will come out And he or she starts to get even closer... As the bird moves along the runway catching insects she seems oblivious to my standing at the gate. I think the fence and large metal posts somewhat hid me. Believe me, I don't think I've ever been that still in my whole life!
Even when she started to call...
The bird continued to get closer. At one point Mark said he couldn't see the bird because it was right in front of me! Finally, one of the camera clicks was just too much and it called and flew back up the spur road and moved into the grass.
Needless to say, some of my shots came out....but that doesn't even come close to what it was like to see this bird up close and personal!
Some people have asked me why my blog is named after a cat. That's easy....Gremlin wasn't just a cat! He was extraordinarily special. I know people always go on about their pets, especially after they pass on, and I'm sure that I do some of that as well. (Mark actually mutters St. Gremlin under his breath when we talk about him!)
Gremlin came to us as an abandoned cat at less than a year and within a year we found out he had serious degenerative heart problems with maybe 6 months at most to live. We then spent the next 2 years enjoying this amazing cat to the fullest. I actually started this blog a year before he died and he was always sitting on his tower in my office just hanging with me when I wrote. He was playful, loving, a wiseass, sweet -- all in all a great role model for how to live life no matter how long (or short) it lasts.
I've always had pets (in fact we're on cats #12 & 13 now) and they are wonderful, unique creatures that come into our lives and share it with us for a while. And Grem was one of them....but somehow he WAS different. We had a bond that I haven't had with other pets. So when I started sharing some of the places we visited and experiences we've had birding around the state, I decided Grem was a good inspiration for that as well......and that's why I have a blog named after a cat.