Semipalmated Plover and Sanderling
Last week after presenting my Pollinator Garden program in Orleans and visiting the Nauset lighthouses, the next stopover was to my grandparent’s beach in Dennis, or I should say, the beach where my family summered as our grandparents are no longer living. It was close to sunset and I had the overwhelming wish to watch the sun go down from the same place where we perched atop the bluff and had watched the sunset thousands of times as children. It was more than a little dismaying upon arriving to see my Grandmother’s glorious seaside garden gone, replaced by grass, but even more so, to see that the great stairwell and wild rose-lined path to the beach, once enjoyed by all the neighbors, had been privatized. Despite all that and feeling very melancholy, I had a lovely walk along the shore, watched the spectacular sunset from the cliff’s edge, and came upon a gorgeous mixed flock of shore birds. They stayed awhile resting and feeding in the surf at the high tide line and none-too-shy, allowed for both filming and photographing in the fading rosy light.
I believe these are Black-bellied Plovers in their winter plumage. Not only were they standing on one leg, they also run, or hop, along the beach at top speed, on one leg!
You can read an excerpt about my Grandmother’s Cape Cod garden in my book Oh Garden of Fresh Possibilities in the chapter titled “My Grandmother’s Garden.”
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Wonderful shots of such lovely little creatures
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Thanks so much E.J. and fun into you this morning!
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I just fell in love. Just meeting you now is such a moment in time I’ll be thankful for… forever. I am enjoying reading your column… your love of Glourcester, your memories, your photos help make it come alive for me, someone that loves the shore… the shore of life. Have to go find your books…. I’m in love. Again, thank you.
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Thank you Louise for your lovely note and for your email. I’ll respond to your email tonight. Again, thank you.
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Thanks Kim. I too feel that childhood summer memories can be bittersweet, especially when you visit a beloved place that has changed with time.
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beautiful still, but strange, and bittersweet is apt.
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