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My friend peggy of paddletales emailed me that she was going to go out paddling after many days of feeling puny and I jumped at the chance since I had missed my weekend paddling this past weekend. I saw this otter before I caught up to Peggy, at the beginning of this trip down the Wacissa.
These limpkins and the ibis looked like old friends hanging out, to me.
It was very windy today, which made it chilly, but just before we turned around we heard a jet flying low and slow. I figured there would be at least one more and I snapped this one which was the third in the group. So what kind of jet is it?
The birds were rather scarce today but this heron was taunting us as we returned upriver. I am pretty excited to find out that Geoff Hill, PhD is coming to Tall Timbers this coming Thursday to discuss his research and his book about Ivory Bills. I probably won't sing him The Ivory Bill Blues, however...








Not the same photo but the barred owls like a certain branch over Cassidy Spring and I can always find one.
I thought these night herons were gone but evidently not.



Today was a sunshiny but very windy ride on the river. The seaweed farmers claimed they saw a panther. I wish I had seen it. I took so much energy fighting the elements I hardly had any photos. But it was a good day, anyway. Dinner for the folks and a stack of new books has topped it off nicely.
These looked like ivory bill nest holes to me.




I have been landlocked for a while, horseytail....the weather has been exceedingly dreary and I have had a cold since last week but today I went out to the river in the afternoon after doing my episcopal duties... I don't remember such a long stretch of cloudy raining weather in these parts. Just as soon as I put in I saw this otter. The suwanee cooters were plentiful and the wintering- over crowd included cormorants, some woodpeckers I haven't identified yet and this black and white duck in addition to the usual gang of ibises, limpkins, egrets, and willetts.

Klondike and I have begun to enjoy each other. His excited tour of the new home on his first day, in which he marked several spots in the house with what I decided was excited joy to be with a new pack, and two more days of marking gave way to excellent manners and the unfolding of his personality. He likes his kibble with a spoonful of gravy, he doesn't do toys, he stays in the yard with no leashing, he walks gingerly on the grass and easily on the sidewalk, he gets that car rides go to his home or mine now and he isn't scared, he dislikes being in the laundry room and will bark when he must go in there. He is now given free rein of the house since he is so well mannered and he is proud of this. He barks once at the maintenance men and then greets them amiably, he likes to have his fluffy fur ruffled and petted a lot and he is content at about 6and a half years old to hang around the house. No he is not the dog for me really, since he is a big homebody but I like him and he likes me. He doesn't beg at the table and he sits stays and comes well. he is perfect for mom and dad and I guess his light was shining around us before he came because we knew exactly what he would be like and he appeared like a prayer. 
I slept in this morning after a late night harmony session with the enablers and then decided to ignore the dirty dishes, the piles of laundry, the dusty furniture, and the unwritten paper and go to the river. December first and it was 78 degrees and brilliantly sunshiny. I have been searching for the IBWO now that the leaves are falling and I was hoping to see some more unusual sights such as those last weekend. The more tuned in I am to this river, the more stuff happens....I did see a deer swimming at the deer crossing area ( I recognize it), and I found these otters. Otters are mainly downriver of the springs these days, it seems. 
I also saw hitchiker on her airboat and boldly paddled up to it while threatening to ram them ...we had a laugh about this when she told her friends she knew me. There is no love lost between kayakers and airboat owners on this river They keep the gator population down! But really, I can do without the confederate flags, guys!