The weeks have gone quickly since we had our first outing on March
23rd. The first two we concentrated on Spring Lake and points south.
Week three found us at Green Island in a drizzle. Our “radios”
came in handy as we birded from our vehicles for the most part. Observing
both greater and lesser yellowlegs in the same field of view was a
special treat. No problem knowing which was which in that situation!
During these concentrations, we had wonderful looks at virtually
all the diversity of waterfowl we could have hoped for. To observe
bufflehead behavior was sheer fun, and to add to that, a plethora
of ruddy ducks like we have never seen. Moreover, our share of eagles,
white pelicans, and sandhill cranes. We delighted in just being out,
being together, and in the many memorable sights and sounds.
The following three weeks we shifted our focus from up to down as
we searched for wildflowers at the Mississippi Palisades for two weeks,
sandwiching Apple River Canyon State Park in between. We hit them
all just right to see the early bloomers, such as hepatica and bloodroot,
then the cliff-hugging bird’s-eye primrose at Apple River Canyon.
Back to the Palisades where we were awestruck at the profusion of
the great white trillium along with bluebells, and countless shooting
stars. These were just the tip of the iceberg. Suffice to say, there
is no other spot in our area that can hold a candle to Sentinel Trail
off the south entrance to the Palisades. We are privileged to have
it so close, as it is well worth the trip.
Kaufman prairie is always a treat in Dubuque. Perched atop a residential
area and linear in scope, you are amazed that it survives. We tiptoed
amongst birdfoot violet, blue-eyed grass and yellow star grass, among
others, then enjoyed a visit to Eagle Point Park with a picnic lunch.
Did I mention lunch? Eating seems to be an important part of the day!
One of our last trips was to Lost Mound Refuge, with Dan Wenny as
our guide. In the gray rain we saw some spectacularly bright birds.
A Scarlet Tanager hopped from branch to branch right in front of us,
and two Yellow-Throated Vireos flitted in the trees, singing all the
while.
As I write this, we aren't actually done, but we will be by the time
you read this. We have a first-ever trip to Twin Ponds yet to come.
We never know how many folks there will be, and that is not a problem
either way. Newcomers may think we are pretty chatty, but truth be
told, we have become a group of friends who love the world around
us and being together. Not a bad combination!
—by Barbara Rutherford