I had been thirsty for Nantucket, so as soon as we got back to Sconset , I grabbed my binoculars and headed to the beach. With winds from the west, walking south was in the lee, the sea was calm and gulls fed along the shore where the red seaweed washed. In addition to the usual herring and greater-black backed gulls, I was treated to glaucous and bonaparte gulls. The little "bonies" are favorites.
Monday, March 8, 2021
Friday, February 12, 2021
Snowy Owls
How Nantucket opened up the natural world of Boston
Crossbill, Salisbury Beach |
White-winged Crossbill |
Red Crossbill |
After Josh and I spent from March through October on Nantucket because of the pandemic, I had a hard time adjusting to being back in Cambridge. I could do my Zoom meetings from anywhere, and I really missed Nantucket's natural beauty.
Since then, I have eagerly sought out beautiful places and bird-haunts around Boston: Great Meadows National Wildlife Refuge in Concord, Belle Isle Marsh in East Boston, Deer Island in Boston, Squantum in Quincy. I have become entranced by the north shore, and in particular the Parker River National Wildlife Refuge (Plum Island) and the Halibut Point State Reservation in Rockport.
I used to count on harlequin ducks at Sankaty Head; now I can see them at Halibut Point. I used to see Snowy Owls in Madeket and Coskata, now I have seen them at Parker River. But I've also seen bluebirds in Concord, crossbills in Salisbury and a peregrine eat a lesser yellowlegs at Belle Isle.
Nature presents us with such a bounty, and it is not just in the "faraway" places. While Nantucket has given me an abiding desire to be in nature, this winter has enabled me to enjoy it around the city as well.
Harlequin Duck, Halibut Point, Feb 6 |
Halibut Point, Rockport |
Long Tail Ducks off Halibut Point |
Surf Scoter, Eastern Point, Gloucester, Feb 6 |
Loon in Gloucester |
Common RedPoll at Deer Isle |
Common Goldeneye at Deer Isle |
Northern Harrier at Northern Tip of Plum Island |
Winter
I love Nantucket's winter. There are fewer people, there are fewer leaves obscuring the contours of the trees and landscapes, there are fewer distractions. The sun rises from the south, and the angle of the light gives the land a crispness not there in the other seasons. On a rainy or misty day, the lichens bloom bright green, creating a contrast with the maroon and gray branches.
The weather seems more extreme, bringing huge storms and their aftermath. There was a huge nor'easter on February 1. The wind had blown over 40 mph on average for more than 9 hours, and we had high gusts over 50 mph for 12 hrs. Wind speeds were up to 67 mph on the bluff, and tore one of our storm windows off. I hiked on Low Beach to see the flotsam and jetsam.
Storm Wash at Low Beach |
Low Beach Bearberry\ |
When I walk on the beach in the winter, I see more death. At Low Beach, I found 2 dead common murres and an eider . When I hiked to Coskata Pond the next day, I saw 2 more dead common murres and an eider. The wrack line was far over the dunes, and stretched across the road.
This drama of the winter landscape speaks to the essentials of life. Spring may be birth, but winter makes death more visible.
Common Murre |
Common Murre |
Common Murre |
Male Eider |
Thursday, December 3, 2020
Great Point
Great Point Lagoon |
Razorbills and gulls |
More razorbills |
Hundreds of gadwall flocking from the lagoon |
Sunrise at 77 |