Frank Lake & area

Flickr problems again - so many photos are not appearing in groups or on other people's photostreams. Just white spaces. Once again, a giant leap from the tropical rainforest of Trinidad to the latest Alberta snowfall that arrived this morning. Sigh ... will this ever end, lol? Our temperature just before noon is -1C (windchill -7C). Thinking ahead to next month, it is not that unusual for us to have a major May snowstorm. Hopefully not this year. From the Weather Network: "Snowfall Warning Issued at 10:39 Monday 16 April 2018 Snowfall with total amounts of 10 to 20 cm is expected. 10 to 20 cm of heavy wet snow are likely. Snow will end from south to north tonight, with 10 to 20 cm generally expected. Near the eastern edge of the warning, including the city of Calgary, snowfall amounts will be highly variable and dependent on elevation. Lower portions of Calgary may see less than 10 cm while higher areas, most notably the northwestern part of the city, will likely see higher amounts. Rapidly accumulating snow could make travel difficult over some locations. Visibility may be suddenly reduced at times in heavy snow." Sure, this sounds and feels like spring : ) I feel so glad that I finally got out for a few hours yesterday, 15 April 2018, joining a group of friends on a birding trip SE of the city.

I was so glad that I finally got out for a few hours on 15 April 2018, joining a group of friends on a birding trip SE of the city. It was a cloudy day, but beautiful. Deep snow everywhere - no one would ever think this was spring. Several of us stayed back at the gravel road while the rest crossed the snowy field. The deep snow had a crust on the top and you never knew when you would plunge through, up to your knees. After a few steps, this happened to me and after difficulty to turn myself round, I returned to the road. Snow with a crust is my least favourite surface to walk on. Though plenty of species were seen, almost all were far, far away and totally out of camera range. However, we did find Great Horned Owls at three different locations, which was great - one in a tree, another on a nest, and this one in a barn. Happily, the second car spotted it and caught our attention. Any day when an owl is seen is a GOOD day : ) Wow, has our weather taken a turn for the better! This afternoon, the temperature is supposed to get up to 14C and for the coming week, between 15C and 21C! This should get rid of any snow that is still on the ground. To the south of us, snow melt has caused flooding of fields and roads, unfortunately.

I was so glad that I finally got out for a few hours on 15 April 2018, joining a group of friends on a birding trip SE of the city. It was a cloudy day, but beautiful. Deep snow everywhere - no one would ever think this was spring. Though plenty of species were seen, almost all were far, far away and totally out of camera range. However, we did find Great Horned Owls at three different locations, which was great - one in a tree, another on a nest, and this one in a barn. The inside of this structure was dark and the first car missed noticing the owl. Happily, the second car spotted it and caught our attention. I brightened the image so that the owl is more obvious. Any day when an owl is seen is a GOOD day : ) Wow, has our weather taken a turn for the better! This afternoon, the temperature is supposed to get up to 14C and for the coming week, between 15C and 21C! This should get rid of any snow that is still on the ground. To the south of us, snow melt has caused flooding of fields and roads, unfortunately.

A couple of days ago, I was so torn as to whether or not to accept an invite from my friend, Pam, to take a drive SE of the city. I really, really wanted to go, even more so as I have barely been out for ages. However, I am running out of time to get certain things done, and also I was concerned that if I slightly moved in a 'wrong' way, my knees would give way or my rotator cuffs and lower back would become even more painful. Not what I need, especially right now. In the end, I decided that, yes, I would go after all, and I am so glad that I came to that decision. We started off at Frank Lake, a place that is very familiar to both of us. We knew that Grebes were being seen and we both hoped they would be there yesterday morning. This pair of Western Grebes were so far away, but the little Nikon B700 zoomed in well, even though the photo is far from sharp and detailed. Much, much closer than with my old, much loved Panasonic FZ200. In fact, I gave up using the FZ200 and just kept my fingers crossed that the new B700 would give me at least a few photos that were good enough to keep. I am still having the problem of image shift on some of the shots - photo jumps upward, downward or to one side, cutting off parts of birds and resulting in ridiculous compositions. At Frank Lake, I could rest both elbows on a very sturdy window ledge, making it impossible for normal, self-created camera shake to happen. Image shift still happened with some of the photos. Anyway, we were very fortunate that this pair of Western Grebes was visible, even if very distant. We watched as they did a bit of their mating dance, including when each bird gathered a beak full of wet, rotting plant material and went face to face in an amorous gesture. These birds also swam off separately, giving us a few chances for further shots. Still at the blind, we were so lucky when a pair of Eared Grebes came close enough to capture a shot or two of their mating dance. Not the best shots at this location, but certainly better than nothing. The Yellow-headed Blackbird in the next photo was also seen at this location. By the way, the blind is surrounded by lake and flood water! Parts of the boardwalk were under 5" or 6" of water, through which we had to wade. Elsewhere in the whole SE area, there was so much water in some of the fields, creating what I suspect will turn out to be only temporary sloughs. A few of the other birds we saw yesterday at various places included a few dozen Swans; plenty of Northern Shovelers; several Western Meadowlarks; a Great Horned Owl and her little white, fuzzy owlet, sitting on a distant nest; and a Ferruginous Hawk female lying down in her nest. Of course, the usual suspects included Canada Geese, Mallards, and so on. When it came time to leave Frank Lake, I had assumed we would then start on the drive back to the city. Instead, Pam surprised me by saying that we would go further south - and further south we definitely went! Made such a great day. Thanks so much, Pam, for this treat - greatly appreciated.

A couple of days ago, I was so torn as to whether or not to accept an invite from my friend, Pam, to take a drive SE of the city. I really, really wanted to go, even more so as I have barely been out for ages. However, I am running out of time to get certain things done, and also I was concerned that if I slightly moved in a 'wrong' way, my knees would give way or my rotator cuffs and lower back would become even more painful. Not what I need, especially right now. In the end, I decided that, yes, I would go after all, and I am so glad that I made that decision. We started off at Frank Lake, a place that is very familiar to both of us. We knew that Grebes were being seen and we both hoped they would be there yesterday morning. This pair of Western Grebes were so far away, but the little Nikon B700 zoomed in well, even though the photo is far from sharp and detailed. Much, much closer than with my old, much loved Panasonic FZ200. In fact, I gave up using the FZ200 and just kept my fingers crossed that the new B700 would give me at least a few photos that were good enough to keep. I am still having the problem of image shift on some of the shots - photo jumps upward, downward or to one side, cutting off parts of birds and resulting in ridiculous compositions. At Frank Lake, I could rest both elbows on a very sturdy window ledge, making it impossible for normal, self-created camera shake to happen. Image shift still happened with some of the photos. I think I only have one previous photo of a Western Grebe on my photostream. I don't see them very often and when I do, they are so far away. Anyway, we were very fortunate that this pair of Western Grebes was visible, even if very distant. We watched as they did a bit of their mating dance, including when each bird gathered a beak full of wet, rotting plant material and went face to face in an amorous gesture. These birds also swam off separately, giving us a few chances for further shots. Still at the blind, we were so lucky when a pair of Eared Grebes came close enough to capture a shot or two of their mating dance. Not the best shots at this location, but certainly better than nothing. The Yellow-headed Blackbird in the next photo was also seen at this location. By the way, the blind is surrounded by lake and flood water! Parts of the boardwalk were under 5" or 6" of water, through which we had to wade. If you do go, make sure you concentrate, or you might find yourself swimming in the lake! Elsewhere in the whole SE area, there was a lot of water in some of the fields, creating what I suspect will turn out to be only temporary sloughs. A few of the other birds we saw yesterday at various places included a few dozen Swans; plenty of Northern Shovelers; several Western Meadowlarks; a Great Horned Owl and her little white, fuzzy owlet, sitting on a distant nest; and a Ferruginous Hawk female lying down in her nest. Of course, the usual suspects included Canada Geese, Mallards, and so on. When it came time to leave Frank Lake, I had assumed we would then start on the drive back to the city. Instead, Pam surprised me by saying that we would go further south - and further south we definitely went! Made such a great day. Thanks so much, Pam, for this treat - greatly appreciated.

These will be the last photos I post for maybe a couple of weeks, as I am taking a much-needed break! Three days ago, I was so torn as to whether or not to accept an invite from my friend, Pam, to take a drive SE of the city. I really, really wanted to go, even more so as I have barely been out for ages. However, I am running out of time to get certain things done, and also I was concerned that if I slightly moved in a 'wrong' way, my knees would give way or my rotator cuffs and lower back would become even more painful. Not what I need, especially right now. In the end, I decided that, yes, I would go after all, and I am so glad that I made that decision. We started off at Frank Lake, a place that is very familiar to both of us. We knew that Western Grebes and Eared Grebes were being seen and we both hoped they would be there that morning. This pair of Eared Grebes gave a little performance of part of their mating dance. Taken with the Nikon B700 - in fact, I gave up using the FZ200 for pretty well all my photos at Frank Lake and just kept my fingers crossed that the new B700 would give me at least a few photos that were good enough to keep. I am still having the problem of image shift on some of the shots - photo jumps upward, downward or to one side, cutting off parts of birds and resulting in ridiculous compositions. At Frank Lake, I could rest both elbows on a very sturdy window ledge, making it impossible for normal, self-created camera shake to happen. Image shift still happened with some of the photos, but not this one. Though I have quite a few photos of Eared Grebes on my Flickr photostream, I think I only have one previous photo of a Western Grebe. I don't see them very often and when I do, they are so far away. They were far away when we were there, but we were able to watch as they did a bit of their mating dance, including when each bird gathered a beak full of wet, rotting plant material and they went face to face in an amorous gesture. These birds also swam off separately, giving us a few chances for further shots. Still at the blind, we were so lucky when this pair of Eared Grebes came close enough to capture a shot or two of their mating dance. Not the best shots at this location, but I was happy to get anything. By the way, the blind is surrounded by lake and flood water! Parts of the boardwalk were under 5" or 6" of water, through which we had to wade. If you do go, make sure you concentrate, or you might find yourself swimming in the lake! Elsewhere in the whole SE area, there was a lot of water in some of the fields, creating what I suspect will turn out to be only temporary sloughs. A few of the other birds we saw two days ago at various places included a few dozen Tundra Swans; plenty of Northern Shovelers; several Western Meadowlarks; a Great Horned Owl and her little white, fuzzy owlet, sitting on a distant nest; and a Ferruginous Hawk female lying down in her nest. Of course, the usual suspects included Canada Geese, Mallards, and so on. When it came time to leave Frank Lake, I had assumed we would then start on the drive back to the city. Instead, Pam surprised me by saying that we would go further south - and further south we definitely went! Made such a great day. Thanks so much, Pam, for this treat - greatly appreciated.

Yesterday, 20 July 2018, I no choice but to get out for a while. My place is unbearable on so many summer days and, at the moment, I dare not open any windows in case my house mouse (mice?) finds another tiny space to get in. All this week, I have been getting to sleep around 4:00 or 4:30 am, because of hearing the moving, "cracking" sounds inside my bedroom walls. The one night, from 2:00 am till around 3:30 am, I just sat on my bed, watching, as it sounded like there was something actually in my room. Sure enough, after half an hour, the mouse appeared around the hinged edge of my open bedroom door and darted out across the landing, heading for my computer room. Lack of sleep, which is the absolute last thing I need, is really getting to me and is stopping me from getting out on any day drives. The stress of having this most unwelcome rodent(s) in my house is so draining. So, yesterday, mid-afternoon, I was desperate to get away from it all and do just a short drive SE of the city. I think this was only the second time I had driven down there this year - it only takes maybe half an hour. There is so much endless construction going on in the south part of the city (well, in all parts of the city) and I discovered yesterday that roads had been changed. Not a good feeling! Huge overpasses are being built in every direction, mainly as part of the Ring Road around the city. When I reached the area I wanted to explore, I pulled over to check for any birds. Practically nothing, until I noticed a whitish bird perched on a very distant fence post. "Gull" was what first came to mind, but when I zoomed in on my camera, I was delighted to find that it was a Black-crowned Night-heron. Later on, I was feeling even more grateful to have seen this bird, as there was practically nothing else to be seen. It had turned out to be a very hot, hazy day, with very strong winds. At the blind, there was one Ruddy Duck swimming by and immediately disappearing. One American Coot was in the reeds with a baby. Several distant Yellow-headed Blackbirds, a Tern, a distant Western Grebe being followed by a growing youngster (who could barely keep up with her thanks to the very choppy, wind-blown water), and a sprinkling of shorebirds were the only other things I saw. The glorious colour of Canola fields was what I was really hoping for on this trip. A photogenic old barn, sitting in a field of gold, was also what I was hoping to find. I did manage to find a very distant old shed and so was able to get a shot or two. Though the smell of Canola really is not pleasant, I find that just driving through a yellow landscape is wonderful, even on a very windy day. "In the 1970s, canola was created through traditional plant cross-breeding by removing two things found in the rapeseed plant: glucosinolates and erucic acid. Erucic acid was removed because it was believed to be inedible or toxic in high doses. The newly developed plant was renamed "canola" – a combination of "Canadian" and "Oil" (or ola) to make this difference apparent." From the link below. www.thekitchn.com/whats-the-difference-between-canola-and... Then it was time to return home. Back to reality, back to heat and stuffy air - and the dreaded house mouse!

Yesterday, 20 July 2018, I no choice but to get out for a while. My place is unbearable on so many summer days and, at the moment, I dare not open any windows in case my house mouse (mice?) finds another tiny space to get in. All this week, I have been getting to sleep around 4:00 or 4:30 am, because of hearing the moving, "cracking" sounds inside my bedroom walls. The one night, from 2:00 am till around 3:30 am, I just sat on my bed, watching, as it sounded like there was something actually in my room. Sure enough, after half an hour, the mouse appeared around the hinged edge of my open bedroom door and darted out across the landing, heading for my computer room. Lack of sleep, which is the absolute last thing I need, is really getting to me and is stopping me from getting out on any day drives. The stress of having this most unwelcome rodent(s) in my house is so draining. So, yesterday, mid-afternoon, I was desperate to get away from it all and do just a short drive SE of the city. I think this was only the second time I had driven down there this year - it only takes maybe half an hour. There is so much endless construction going on in the south part of the city (well, in all parts of the city) and I discovered yesterday that roads had been changed. Not a good feeling! Huge overpasses are being built in every direction, mainly as part of the Ring Road around the city. When I reached the area I wanted to explore, I pulled over to check for any birds. Practically nothing, until I noticed a whitish bird perched on a very distant fence post. "Gull" was what first came to mind, but when I zoomed in on my camera, I was delighted to find that it was a Black-crowned Night-heron. Later on, I was feeling even more grateful to have seen this bird, as there was practically nothing else to be seen. It had turned out to be a very hot, hazy day, with very strong winds. At the blind, there was one Ruddy Duck swimming by and immediately disappearing. One American Coot was in the reeds with a baby. Several distant Yellow-headed Blackbirds, a Tern, a distant Western Grebe being followed by a growing youngster (who could barely keep up with her thanks to the very choppy, wind-blown water), and a sprinkling of shorebirds were the only other things I saw. "Ruddy Ducks are compact, thick-necked waterfowl with seemingly oversized tails that they habitually hold upright. Breeding males are almost cartoonishly bold, with a sky-blue bill, shining white cheek patch, and gleaming chestnut body. They court females by beating their bill against their neck hard enough to create a swirl of bubbles in the water. This widespread duck breeds mostly in the prairie pothole region of North America and winters in wetlands throughout the U.S. and Mexico." From AllAboutBirds. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ruddy_Duck www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/ruddy_duck/id The glorious colour of Canola fields was what I was really hoping for on this trip. A photogenic old barn, sitting in a field of gold, was also what I was hoping to find. I did manage to find a very distant old shed and so was able to get a shot or two. Though the smell of Canola really is not pleasant, I find that just driving through a yellow landscape is wonderful, even on a very windy day. Then it was time to return home. Back to reality, back to heat and stuffy air - and the dreaded house mouse!

Yesterday, 20 July 2018, I no choice but to get out for a while. My place is unbearable on so many summer days and, at the moment, I dare not open any windows in case my house mouse (mice?) finds another tiny space to get in. All this week, I have been getting to sleep around 4:00 or 4:30 am, because of hearing the moving, "cracking" sounds inside my bedroom walls. The one night, from 2:00 am till around 3:30 am, I just sat on my bed, watching, as it sounded like there was something actually in my room. Sure enough, after half an hour, the mouse appeared around the hinged edge of my open bedroom door and darted out across the landing, heading for my computer room. Lack of sleep, which is the absolute last thing I need, is really getting to me and is stopping me from getting out on any day drives. The stress of having this most unwelcome rodent(s) in my house is so draining. So, yesterday, mid-afternoon, I was desperate to get away from it all and do just a short drive SE of the city. I think this was only the second time I had driven down there this year - it only takes maybe half an hour. There is so much endless construction going on in the south part of the city (well, in all parts of the city) and I discovered yesterday that roads had been changed. Not a good feeling! Huge overpasses are being built in every direction, mainly as part of the Ring Road around the city. When I reached the area I wanted to explore, I pulled over to check for any birds. Practically nothing, until I noticed a whitish bird perched on a very distant fence post. "Gull" was what first came to mind, but when I zoomed in on my camera, I was delighted to find that it was a Black-crowned Night-heron. I have added a previously posted close-up of one of the beautiful birds, in a comment box below. Later on, I was feeling even more grateful to have seen this bird, as there was practically nothing else to be seen. It had turned out to be a very hot, hazy day, with very strong winds. At the blind, there was one Ruddy Duck swimming by and immediately disappearing. One American Coot was in the reeds with a baby. Several distant Yellow-headed Blackbirds, a Tern, a distant Western Grebe being followed by a growing youngster (who could barely keep up with her thanks to the very choppy, wind-blown water), and a sprinkling of shorebirds were the only other things I saw. The glorious colour of Canola fields was what I was really hoping for on this trip. A photogenic old barn, sitting in a field of gold, was also what I was hoping to find. I did manage to find a very distant old shed and so was able to get a shot or two. Though the smell of Canola really is not pleasant, I find that just driving through a yellow landscape is wonderful, even on a very windy day. Then it was time to return home. Back to reality, back to heat and stuffy air - and the dreaded house mouse!