MMM: Where the Wild Birds Are
Mostly Montreal Monday
Last fall we met a couple who told us if we wanted to see big birds, they’d likely be at Parc des Rapides. Eight months later we made it.
As owners of a new bike rack and parents of a new bike rider, we came to this park to ride along the river path jointly and safely. As it happened, Kris got a flat tire, diverting him and the kids to the playground while I cycled back and got the car. I took a rushed twenty minutes of this detour to bird-watch but I could have stayed for hours, for days.
I am a lover of a big birds; herons, cranes, egrets so I was pleased – emotional even – when I saw two such beauties during my watch. They were at quite a distance (shot with my Canon 7D and 300mm ) but it didn’t matter. As the red-winged blackbirds yakkity-yakked overhead, I realized it had been ages since I’d heard any bird’s song and along with the morning’s bright sun, it warmed my heart. I can’t wait to return; I have at least eight weeks until it snows again I think.