This little guy was singing up a storm. He is an eastern kingbird
These tree swallows had a nest in the wood duck nesting box
This is the female, tending the nest
I saw several of these female red-winged blackbirds scampering among the lily pads looking for insects.
Even the turtles came up to say hello
I can't find my field guide to identify this dragonfly.
This was one of many carp that were constantly churning the waters.
And here was the find of the day, a pair of sandhill cranes. Probably just passing through as they don't normally nest this far south.
This morning I gave myself an early birthday present by going kayaking. I drove over to Madison Lake and got there around 7 a.m. As I pulled up to the boat ramp I realized that I was a late comer because there were quite a few boats already out on the water. All of the boats I saw were bass boats and I was the only kayak as far as I could see. The paddling was easy as the lake was as smooth as glass. A great blue heron was the first bird I saw but he certainly wasn't the only one. I took my time paddling along the edge of the lake listening for anything chirping or singing. For a long time the only thing I could hear were the carp thrashing around in the shallow water. Finally I found an Eastern Kingbird and several Great Crested Flycatchers in some willows on a small island in the center of the lake. I lazily made my way on up to where Deer Creek empties into the lake and kept paddling for another 40 minutes until I could not easily make it due to the narrowness of the creek. Once I turned around I went pretty quickly until I got back to the lake and realized that the wind was now blowing right into my face. I kept a pretty steady pace, stopping to rest at each of the islands. I saw a wood duck with a new brood of ducklings but I didn't get a photo because the mother quickly scooted them into the underbrush before I could get turned around or get my camera. However, by a stroke of luck, while I was sitting and waiting (hoping) the baby ducks would come back out, I heard a strange throaty sound. The sound was coming from the far end of the island so I let the kayak quietly drift forward hoping to get a look at what was making the sounds. To my delight there was a pair of sandhill cranes about 20 feet from me. I was able to get several great pictures before they moved farther away. I pulled up onto the boat ramp 4 hours after I had started feeling pretty good about my morning. I think I need to do this more often.