It was around zero degrees when the bus pulled away from the Meadowlands Community Center, and as the breath of a couple dozen birders condensed on the cold windows it became apparent that we would need every one of our multiple layers of clothing. If we wanted to see birds we were going to have to ride around all day with the windows open. We were too excited by the promise of owls to mind much.
The bog is an amazing place - hundreds of ruler-flat acres of black spruce and tamarack and sedges. I'm guessing it looks pretty much the way it did a couple hundred years ago, there being more exploitable land so close at hand. Here and there around the perimeter are farms, or more often remnants of farms.
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THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU for blogging again. I love these posts. And the pictures. This one looks very Scandinavian, for some reason.
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