Bren, I, Higgins and Eliza decided to take a stroll on Gooseberry and were surprised to find it high tide with a very brisk wind and waves breaking over the causeway from time to time. In short, a beautiful September day, and before we left the parking lot and headed up the central dirt road a slew of tree swallows took off and in an instant I thought I glimpsed a falcon among them – but it happened very fast and the falcon vanished into the low tangle of brush as the swallows swirled off in black, shifting cloud towards the south of the island.
I was still trying to decide if my eeys were playing tricks on me when the falcons sprang into the air, and headed north right past us. no doubt it was a falcom – but too fast for a specific ID. Bren was thinking female Kestrell – we had seen one recently on Mt. Wachusetts – I was thinking Merlin. Later, as we walked on the path about halfway to the WWII artillery towers we were surrounded once more by swirling swallows and i grabbed some quick shots.
Also in season are small toads, or frogs like this one. (Paul C. idenmtifies this in his comment as a “Fowler’s Toad.”)
Bren and Higgins at the end of our brief walk – sure nice for getting the cobwebs out of your head!