I wasn’t the only “coot” at Humber Bay this morning. A stubby white bill, round head and body indicated that an American Coot was in the marsh. Coots aren’t hunted nearly as much as ducks since many hunters consider them inedible.




Other birds:






















Some botany:





Park Views:



Today’s group:


NATURE POETRY
I come from haunts of coot and hern,
I make a sudden sally,
And sparkle out among the fern,
To bicker down a valley. – Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Miles Hearn
Gotta love that Wayfaring Tree bud. I should make it my coat of arms!