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Showing posts with label ducks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ducks. Show all posts

Friday, March 30, 2012

Trains, Heron & Ducks

Thought I would share some photos from my maiden vintage bike voyage. This is the bridge I have to cross to get to the Greenway...



For those of you who don't know, Roanoke was built on rails. Yup, it's a real rail town, tracks and trains are everywhere. Having lived a good many years in the shadow of the elevated trains of Brooklyn rumbling, rumbling, rumbling 24/7, I find the sound of a lone whistle blowing far away in the distance somehow comforting to me. Notice I said far away! Strange enough, this rail town does not have any passenger rail service here. Go figure...





Rather than transverse the route I usually do when I walk, I opted to catch up with the Roanoke River across the road. I was thrilled to see an old friend, who I haven't seen in months, the blue heron, was hanging out there. Since the Roanoke River is more narrow here than across the road where I usually spy him, I was able to get even better shots of him.







I've seen many little ducks along my walks, but never these large ones before. They are ducks, right?



I'm assuming this was almost a duck too...

Sunday, February 19, 2012

60 to Snow

What a difference a day makes...

Saturday, Noon, Salem, Virginia







Sunday, Noon, Roanoke, VA










Just 24 little hours...

Monday, October 18, 2010

Sssssssimply Beautiful Weather

It was such a glorious weekend everyone was out along the Greenway. Unfortunately my camera batteries decided to die so I couldn't take as many shots as I wanted to. But my phone came in handy for these two...





Sssssssimply beautiful weather these past couple of days...Today promises more of the same. Days like these make me wonder if there is any place in the United States that has a temperature climate like this most of the time. It would be great for my bones. Any suggestions?

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Muddy Waters

Yesterday's post had shots of ducks all doing their thing in the clear Roanoke River taken last week. That very night there must have been some wild storms up in the mountains which made their way into the valley. I know it rained, but I didn't think it was so hard, so when I went for my daily walk in Salem I was surprised to see the state of the river.



It looked as if Willy Wonka had waved his hands across the water and turned the river into melted chocolate.



Normally I could see at least a couple of inches down, but this was thick and muddy. To get a better idea of the day difference look at these two shots taken in the same location a couple of days apart. Notice no reflections.





The river must have flooded over the banks based on the debris it left behind.







Although it receded, the Roanoke River was still moving very fast and I wondered how all the ducks made out. As I walked along I didn't see any in, or near the banks, of the river. When I had about given up I spied one momma duck, with three of her six ducklings. I don't know if the other three made it or not. They were pretty big so they might have had a chance. Hopefully they'll swim back home.



I fear the other mother duck might not have fared so well with her eight tiny babies. They were still so small they might have gotten caught up in the rough current. I looked and looked but I didn't see any of them, just the momma sitting all alone on this rock. She's looking and looking too. I wonder if she'll be more tolerant of the albino duck now.



What a difference a day makes. I know for sure mother nature will take care of the Roanoke River and in a couple of days it will once again be clear. I wish I could say the same for the Gulf of Mexico. I've been so upset by the oil spill. The beaches along the Gulf have always been my favorite and it's horrifying to think they may be unusable for years to come. What of the wildlife, the fish, the environment, the people? What of their livelihoods? I shudder to think what will become of them all. You want to see heartbreaking? Look at this dead dolphin filled with oil. Enough with the finger pointing...just stem the flow already! Lawsuits are not gonna do that. I wish the government would get its priorities straight and look to get real assistance. Does anyone believe the director of "The Titanic" is really going to help? I'd put more of my marbles with Costner's, ("Waterworld" flop) invention. And how sad is it that Hollywood is being looked at to come up with a solution for something of this magnitude? I wish this was a disaster movie and the closing credits were running already.

You'll notice in the upper right hand corner of this blog I'm now running a tally of how many gallons are spilling out. If you click on the live feed link you'll see what BP and our government is accomplishing in the way of stemming the flow. So far nothing. So very sad.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Just Ducky

In the middle of last week, everything was just ducky along the Roanoke River in Salem.



The ducks were all hanging out, baking in the sun, taking a snooze and just relaxing.



Momma duck and her six ducklings must have gotten used to me. They don't run away when I come up on them to take a photo. The babies have gotten much bigger.





I was happy to see another Momma duck had joined the regulars. She had eight tiny ducklings in tow. They were adorable.





I've never seen a duck fight. They seem to all get along -- one big happy family -- except for one. At the end of the river, standing all alone was the albino duck. She never hangs with any of them. She stands far away, looking longingly at the rest of them. One walker told me the other ducks won't let her near them. When he feeds them bread cubes they attack her and she swims away. I feel so bad for her. She seems so lonely.



Unfortunately that night it rained very hard, causing flooding. Based on the pictures I'll soon post, I fear the albino duck is no longer the only sad one...

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Sunday Stroll

My husband and I weren't the only ones out for a stroll along the Roanoke River this fine Sunday morning. This is the first time I was able to get so close to Mama Duck and her ducklings. They're grown quite a bit since the last time I saw them...