We have had snow, sleet, ice pellets, ice fog and rain this week here in SE KS, the sun did peek out a few times.




I have been busy thumbing through seed catalogs thinking of spring.
"I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in." ~John Muir, 1913
Two nights ago I stood on the edge of this lake listening to the geese coming in from the south. The only sound to break the stillness they could be heard a long way off coming in for the evening. I had seen the forecast for Friday and wanted to take advantage of this last warm evening for a while so I went for a hike along the lake shore.
The forecast was pretty close, as I type this the snow is falling outside as it has been all day. We were lucky to have missed the ice that moved to the south and west of us.
I think this is the beginning of a 'Sun Dog', a sundog is a rainbow-like spot in a cirrus cloud. Light shining through ice crystals in a cirrus cloud makes a sundog, much like light shining through raindrops makes a rainbow. "They are reddish on the side facing the sun and often have bluish-white tails stretching horizontally away from them," according to David Lynch and William Livingston in Color and Light in Nature.


Across the frozen ice near the middle of the lake a small section of open water provided sanctuary to a large group of waterfowl. Groups of Canada Geese landed and took off in noisy intervals. The iced over lake made the sounds seem so much closer. Through my binoculars I could see a small group of Snow Geese mixed in along with Mallards and other ducks. On the far side of the lake my eye caught the tell tale white head of a mature Bald Eagle perched in an enormous tree .
I decided to hike back to my truck and drive around the south side and maybe sneak down to the shore and get a closer look.
I parked up in a place where the birds couldn't see me get out and began to hike down to the water. As I arrived in to cove I was disappointed to see the tree where I had spotted the eagle was around the bend in the next cove to the east. I watched the geese who seemed a bit agitated and realized the eagle had left its perch and was cruising the open water above the geese. Too far for a photo, I stood and watched the eagle drift back over to the cove out of sight. Less than a minute later I heard a strange call coming form the cove and spied a pair of birds flying with that woodpecker like gait, ( can you have a gait when you fly?), heading my way. Pileateds! they flew right over me and landed across in a small area of oaks. They really are beautiful birds, they definitely are the closest thing to a woody the woodpecker Ive seen. They sure seemed mad about having to vacate the other cove, noisy and loud, they settled in moving almost in unison up a pair of trees. I don't see many of these very often especially in a pair. I hiked back up to the truck thinking of how I might describe their conversation to my wife when I got home.
