Seen in the Bog
Only a few shriveled berries still cling to the branches of the winterberry holly. Is winter coming to an end?
From the marsh boardwalk, a visitor spotted a large, blue bird—a blue jay?—perched in the tall shrubs. The group advanced softly along the boardwalk, careful not to disturb the bird with loud footfalls or raised voices. There was no need. The "blue jay" was a plastic bag.
Once we had entered the bog, however, plenty of real birds made themselves heard. Smaller birds were chirping throughout the walk. We occasionally heard distant geese and the cries of a red-tailed hawk.
The water level was a bit higher than it was in the previous "Seen in the Bog" post. Air bubbles, seeds, leaves, and the occasional fallen berry were trapped under ice.
In the eye of the bog, another attentive visitor pointed out a creature swimming in the water—a large bullfrog tadpole approaching the surface, then diving again. The tea-colored water made it appear rusty orange.
The restoration project in the bog continues. Cut shrubs and neon tags like these mark the work of diligent volunteers.
Seen Around the Bog
Thin, patchy ice sheets floated on the marsh water. No critters were glimpsed in the marsh, but on the way back to the visitor center, we caught sight of the hawk we had heard earlier.
