“Crane Series II” (C) 2008 by Tracy McCabe Stewart
Digitally created fabric, hand dyed and commercial cottons. Machine Quilted.
I took a walk with my dogs over the weekend to one of my local nature preserves, Rollins Savannah. Rollins Savannah was restored to wetlands after years of use for cattle grazing. Read about it here. Our forest preserve department did a pretty amazing job of it. They have restored enough wetlands and nesting sites that it has a really amazing migratory bird population. I like to try to identify birds, but I am absolutely the worst bird geek ever. I have a bunch of bird books, but have not ever been able to identify a SINGLE unknown bird from looking at them. I love to be outside looking at nature of any kind, so don’t really care.
I was hoping to see some sandhill cranes; they are known to stop in here since the restoration. Sadly, Chicago’s spring has been so miserable that all the birds seem to be taking their time getting here.
I ran into the longest. slowest train in history trying to get to the park. It did have some nice graffitti:
Rollins didn’t really have all that much to look at. It’s been too cold for much plant growth. My experience was much more auditory. It wasn’t until I moved to a place a bit more rural that I had the joyful spring experience of bazillions of frogs calling for mates in the early spring. I got an earful of the crooning of the what I think is the Western Chorus frog. They are a little bitty frog, but when they have their hearts set on spring romance, they make up for their size. They congregate in wetlands and even big puddles and can be really LOUD. It brings a big smile to my face every time I hear them. Here’s a snippet of what they sound like:
Mutiply that by hundreds and that’s what it can sound like out here.
The other really noisy courtship around here in the spring is the redwing blackbird. They like to hang around wetlands, which we have a fair amout of. Here’s a snippet of them.
They are WAY louder than this!
My pictures on this walk were pretty underwhelming but I did like this one of last year’s cattails:
Hopefully, it will warm up really soon. If not, I will have my head in the oven!