I had Wednesday 'free' from the usual work, so decided to meander on to Forsythe, one of my favorite spots and certainly one within striking distance on a short time schedule.
But the 'do not disturb sign' was hanging on the door knob as I drove the drive. Terms....each nailed to a post, one by one by one... were apparently unphased by my passing....lone gulls spotted the drive throughout, with not a bother to even enlighten me with their skills of dropping shells in front of my car...... Sparrows skirted out on either side of my car and hid in the bushes, drawing cover being ambushed by my bins. Even humans doting 600 lens's and camera + tripod failed to spot unique occurrences. So it was this day.
A lady swung by and asked if I had seen any Godwits,....a rumor from some Cape May individual who had chased her up this way. She should have stayed in Cape May.
The bright spot.....a nice spotted juvenile American Golden Plover, ..... A Northern Harrier prowling the reeds....a Bald Eagle sitting on a post 'way over there...way over there ...'
But truly the bright spot of the day was just the day. No gnats, no flies, no mosquitoes, a bit of clouds strung to the sky, providing just enough cover and an 'almost' tropical wind blew. In fact, it felt like I was in Hawaii as I got out of the car and just seeped in deep breath. A tropical day in New Jersey, and there are those out there who still are not akin to global warming. Where were they on this Oct 7th day?
Days come, they go..... I can recall as a younger man, still primed with youth...that I would just awaken each day and plod thru it, somewhat nonchalantly and unaware of what truly 'makes a day.' Now, years later I know what 'truly makes a day." Yes, it might have been great to see a thousand birds swooning around amongst the tidal flats, but to me, just experiencing that warm tropical wind here in New Jersey, being amidst sparsity of movement...allowed me to relinquish and hang up the 'do not disturb' sign too.