Oogjes dicht en snaveltjes toe!

When I first took this picture, I didn’t have in mind that it would take me back to my childhood of about 250 years ago Winking smile. It was just another shot. But the more I looked at it, the more I started to drift back to the days where Mr. Owl was a daily figure around 7pm on Dutch television. It was also the time when the parents declared that bedtime was after the “Fabeltjeskrant” or the Fables Newspaper.

Burrowing Owl

This owl here, though has no intention whatsoever to close its eyes or even to close its beak. She was out in the open, with her handler from the Prairie Wildlife Rehabilitation Centre and very  much enjoyed the attention as well as the open air. So what’s with this trip on Memory lane? Well…

A visit to the Marsh

It has been a while since I paid a visit to Oak Hammock Marsh. The last time I was there to take some photos of marsh animals was long before winter. Since then I have returned there, but everything was frozen. Not an animal in sight. So that visit doesn’t count.

Oak Hammock Marsh

The last weekend of April I finally got back to Oak Hammock Marsh to see the animals. Or at least to see if any of them had already returned after the long winter we have experienced. I was not to

Seasonal visitors

Winter has been long to vacate the premises this year. By now, I’m still not completely sure we won’t get another snowstorm, one of these days. But then again, that’s me. Humans have long ago lost the ability to predict the weather just by looking at the sky and smelling the air. That’s why we need meteorologists who “think” they know the weather better than the average human.

Horned Grebe

They probably do, but I’d like to look at the animals around me. If the Canada Geese don’t show up by the time we think that spring is due, then spring is not coming yet. Clear as a bell. However, this year, even the Canada Geese have had their share of lingering winter to endure.

Mmmm… beer!

Last time I showed you what can happen when industries leave. As well as what can happen to the land and the places they once occupied. But not all industries move away and not all of them just leave, happily. We can rile against industries as much as we want, we still need them. Even more if those industries produce beer.

Under the brewing station

While we usually only see the finished product, for a short while, I must say, we should also see how that nice liquid is produced. The Fort Garry Brewery in Winnipeg is a brewery founded in the 1930s. Interestingly enough, from a brewery with this kind of output you would expect that

When industries leave

We all know of some of those places. Once there was bustling activity, heavy machines moving around all day doing “something”. Some have been known for decades, even for the whole of our lives. Then, suddenly, silence. No more activity, the place is quiet and completely abandoned.

Last train

The last train has left the scene, never to come back. Or it has been left there standing. Many of the places that were used by industry for decades are never reclaimed. Deemed too polluted or simply too expensive to reuse. Sad state of affairs, right?