A Wren Song

There is no mistaking the song of the Carolina Wren. When these little birds of the Mariner Point Park start to sing, you can hear them through out the park. Like many birds they have many vocal sounds. I know when they sounds the alarms. It is amusing when they are in a playful mood. In this picture, the wren is calling out to another.


These little fellows are a sight to watch. They remind me of God's sense of humor. He makes us all like the wren in that we all sing our own songs. We can sound the alarm when scared. We communicates back and forth with each other. And I am sure He finds us a sight to watch.

I just hope that in my case, God sees in me the eagerness to sing a wren song to Him. That it is pleasing to His ears as the wren song is pleasing to mine..

First Fox Sighting

It has been years since I have seen a fox around Mariner Point Park. When their dens were destroyed from the dreading that goes on about every three years, I knew it would be awhile before I would see one again.

I miss the foxes when they are not around. The first time that I saw a litter, I thought they were rats. They were so small and so dark. As they grew, the true nature of their color would come out.


I love watching the mother teaching them to hunt. They are so eager to learn. The kits love to play and explore. They sure are curious about things. This kit had to figure out who I was many years ago.


Many time in life, there are friends I do not get to see for years. Today an old fiend came into my work. It was good to see her and catch up.

Like the first fox sighting this year, seeing my friend brings many good memories. I do miss seeing the foxes at the mariner. I miss many of my friends. The good things is that I know that I will run into them again. This makes me smile and look forward to tomorrow.

Skink's Log

One thing I can count on as I walk around Mariner Point Park, on one of the decaying logs, I will find a family of skinks. This has been going on for many years.


This five-lined skink is a juvenile. I read once that the female lays her eggs inside the log. One day I will find the spot around this log. Through out the park, I can find these gems sunning themselves on a hot sunny day.

The little guys are hard to see, unless you know where to look. It has taken me years to learn where several of their hiding spots are located.

This kinds of makes me think about learning where some of the gems of the Bible are located. It has taken me more years than I can count just to take in the beauty of the verses that gets me through the day.

I never know what I will find as I turn the pages. Just like walking around the park, I never know when I will find another skink on a log, Each day I can not wait to find the next gems.

Curious Woodpecker

The woodpeckers were curious about the hole in the tree. First the red-bellied woodpecker checks out the hole. Within a few minutes several others joins the first female. So, I decided to stick around to see why they were so interested in this one tree.


Soon the downy woodpeckers also join in the quest. One by one they took their turn checking out the hole. I wanted to climb the tree. I was just as curious as these birds

I notice some movement coming from inside the hole. Soon, I would finally get to see what all the excitement was about. Camera in hand, the mystery was about to be solve. Out of the hole popped a titmouse.


This was not what I expected. Once he left the tree, the other birds seemed to go their own ways as well. I never did figure out what was in the hole. Whatever it was, like the woodpecker it has my curiosity going full blast.

A Caterpillar Hitch Hiker

Today as I got into my car, I notice that something tried to ride along. I had a caterpillar hitch hiker. He was so tiny. I almost did not notice the little guy. So, I sent him on his way back to where he belong.


He was not the only caterpillar I saw today. It seemed that the park was full of them. As I walked along the fence looking for signs of life. I came across many.  They were all sorts of color and sizes.


I have no idea what these caterpillars will turn into. This is something I need to research some more. But, for now I just will enjoy the different patterns.


This past week, I showed what Harford Glen had to offer. This week, I will seek out what the Mariner Point Park has to show us.

Fawn Scare

Walking down a path by the stream, I was startled by a movement in the bushes. Out popped a fawn that I had accidentally scared. Of course, the fawn scared the wits out of me as well. The grassy area was so high that it was too hard to see the fawn. But she kept an eye on me all the while, until I took another step and off she went leaving me to see her tail bobbing along.

This is not the first time that I was startled by a fawn. Last year as I walked the same path, I came across another one drinking from the water. For a good five minutes we both just stared at each other. I was afraid to move for fear that I would scare him. He was afraid to move, properly thinking that I was going to attack.


I wish there was a way that I can let these babies know that I am not out to hurt them. One thing is for sure. They sure know how to put a fawn scare in me. I need to be more quiet as I go down the path by the stream.

Yellowlegs Chase

There were three of them dashing back and forth, head down in the water. It was hard to get my camera to focus on them to get a shot off. As soon as I got one in my sight, it would be off chasing whatever was in the water.


It was unusual for me to see three of them together. The greater yellowlegs are a nice sightings for me. I do not get to see them often. These guys sure were busy searching for food. It was almost comical.


I never did get a picture of what they were eating. It was fun watching their many efforts. This is not the first time that I have seen them at Harford Glen. But, I have not seen them anywhere else. I will be back, as long as I can to seek them out. Maybe next time, I will get to see what is for dinner.

Muskrat Splash

Each time I walk the short boardwalk at Harford Glen, I look for the muskrat. He is one of my favorite creature to watch there. The past several weeks I have not seen any sign of him.

After walking around the grounds and getting some cool shots of the other inhabitants, I went back to the boardwalk. While bending over the rail, I was scare by a sudden splash behind me. As I turned to see what it was, there swimming towards me was the muskrat.


You can tell he was on a mission. I do not think he realized that I was there. He made his way to a bush and eat several small branches. When he had his fill, he proceeded to take a branch back to his abode.

I wished that I could have follow him and find his home. But the boardwalk only goes a short distant. I had to say goodbye. I thank the muskrat for his splash. Without it I would not have gotten to enjoy our time together.

Wren Feast

For the past several weeks, I have spent my Sundays walking around Harford Glen. This house wren caught my ears first. I knew she was on the hunt. Sure enough, she flew on the sign with a juicy spider. The problem was, I had no idea where she was heading with this meal.


At the top of the pole, to my surprise, was a hole that i have never noticed. The wren slipped in with the morsel only to return free of the catch. This went on trading off with the other parent. I only wished that the baby would peek out and let me see the new resident of the park.


Finally, he decided to grant my wish and proceeded to show me his newest lunch. with each feed, he popped out and let me see his treat.


I could have stayed all day. But, I had other things to do and I said my goodbyes. At least until next Sunday.