One of our most faithful and regular of winter visitors; this little Black- capped Chickadee finally found the bird food mixture I had placed in the middle of this evergreen wreath for it. 
Other daily regulars at our feeder area this winter are: Blue Jays, American Goldfinch, American Tree Sparrows, Hairy and Downy Woodpeckers, Mourning Doves, one Song Sparrow, and one White-breasted Nuthatch.
This little Song Sparrow should have been long gone but it seems it has chosen to spend its days at our feeder area. It has been several weeks now since I have noticed it almost daily and perhaps it will over-winter here although now that we have snow on the ground it might consider heading a bit further south.
My first glance out onto our feeding area yesterday morning, to check the status of the approaching storm that had been predicted, 
rewarded me with the sight of a large group of American Goldfinch in the trees, feeding at the several feeders, and on the ground also. They were everywhere. The niger seed feeder was in constant use. They were also aware of the coming storm and were preparing themselves for it as well.
We have had many beautiful, richly coloured sunsets recently and last evening I was hoping to see somewhat the 
same forecast in the skies: 'Red sky at Night Sailor's Delight'. However, as indicated by the banded alto- cumulus (aka: 'Mackerel Sky' ) I saw late yesterday afternoon, 
the weather forecast for today on the weather news will probably hold true and a winter storm will develop before the day is through.
Although we have no snow I have been looking for them; these white Snow Buntings, these harbingers of winter.
How appropiate
that
my
first
sighting
of them
is on
this;
the first
full
day
of
winter!
While searching for Rough-legged Hawks along hwy #105 we had pulled over onto the shoulder of the highway and were scanning the fields to our left. Having seen no activity I started to pull back onto the highway when my spouse shouted," Stop!". For to the right, just beside us, only a couple of meters from our car, was a light juvenile Red-tailed Hawk sitting on a branch! With the window quickly rolled down I was able to capture a couple of pictures before it flew away.
Having heard reports of Rough-legged Hawks being present along highway 105 near Sheffield we decided to go searching for them and we were not disappointed. 
This handsome light phase Rough-legged Hawk stood alertly on the roll of hay before flying low over the field to continue its hunt for prey. Its difficult to count the actual number of hawks seen for we are never sure of how many repeat sightings we are counting but we saw at least three different hawks yesterday
and maybe more.
editing note: Other posts on Rough-legged Hawks can be found at:
http://naturetales.blogspot.com/2008/01/rough-legged-hawk-at-maugerville.html
http://naturetales.blogspot.com/2007/01/dark-morph-rough-legged-hawk.html
Fleeing across the field into the nearby woods these White-tailed Deer show the obvious origin of their name.... White-tailed
Tho the winter solstice is not until December 21st it seems that autumn has been long gone. While walking through the woods and reflecting upon the changes I saw around me; I had these thoughts on the ending of one season and the beginning of another.
Needles of pine quilt a soft warm blanket using
hushed hues of faded browns and yawning yellows
as Autumn prepares its winter bed
Northern vagabonds of wind and snow
whistle a warning lullaby of winter's approach
and Autumn falls asleep upon a soft white pillow
copyright: f.g
me and my camera
to view another seasonal writing piece please go to:
http://naturetales.blogspot.com/2007/03/welcome-to-spring.html
Yesterday I had planned on driving to a community some 12 miles or so away to see if I could find some Snow Buntings that frequent that area each winter. 
However, before I reached my destination I noticed a large bird at a distance, circling high in the sky and I thought it might possibly be a Turkey Vulture for it had a wide, black wingspan with fingered wing tips and I have seen them in this area before. 
Checking with my binoculars though, I saw the bird had a white head and tail and I knew I was looking at a mature Bald Eagle. It remained vey high and distant and I could only get a fleeting impression of the bird as it continued its circling and gradually faded from my sight. I deciding to return home and leave my intended search for Snow Buntings to another day. I was almost home when I saw the Eagle again, this time, although still very high, it was directly overhead. Another opportunity! I leaned alongside my car for support and aimed upward and was able able to capture a few pictures before it soared away.
This solitary, white Rock Pigeon (aka: Rock Dove) was sitting on the very top of a silo yesterday and as I drove by I just knew I had to stop and turn around and try to get its picture. 
And that is what I did for a white Pigeon is not a common sight. I would really like to get a much closer photo to see the feet and eye colour of this pigeon. I think I have caught a glimpse of this bird before for I recall a few impressions of having seen an all white, fairly large; pigeon sized bird quickly disappearing from sight. Once this happened in our own feeder area. But for now I will just enjoy the beauty of this dove from a distance and hopefully will get another photographic opportunity another time.
Mourning Doves are with us all year long. Sometime
s their numbers are large, numbering up to 29 or more in our feeder area. Before I started to really take note of birds I thought the spelling of their name was, Morning Doves, for that is what I had heard people call them. 
Then one day in my back yard about eight years ago, before I was an avid bird watcher, I kept hearing their soft, repeative, cooing sounds surrounding me and I suddenly understood their name; Mourning Doves!
Precariously agile, quick footed and nimble; Gray Squirrels often put on a display of acrobatics that one can only marvel at. Although I would prefer 
that these unwanted visitors didn't gobble up so much food that is intended for birds at my feeders; these furry creatures often make me laugh and provide much amusement when I watch their sure footed antics from my window.
This is the time of year when there are many 
craft shows and Christmas bazars and often you can find a table displaying beautiful wood turned bowls created from unique wood formations that are made from burl wood.
I suppose I have walked by this tree along my favourite walking trail hundreds of times but had never taken a picture of the huge burl protruding from its trunk before. However having seen some beautiful wooden bowls at a craft table just last weekend, I thought it worthy of mention.
A burl is an abnormal growth on a tree and is often prized by artists and wood crafters for its uniqueness of growth patterns and rings that it may hold within. (editing note: the above photo to the left was added to the original posting when found and photographed on Dec. 11, '06)
