Each year on Good Friday, I get up in time to arrive at the Montezuma National Wildlife Refuge to watch the Sun rise. It was around the freezing mark in temperature and, while the morning looked promising, clouds soon took over the sky. The ducks, geese and other wildlife I have photographed for years seemed more shy this time. Rarely coming in close enough to fill much of the frame.
I think part of the reason for why the wildlife was acting this way is the current work being done around the refuge. Much of the habitat is being changed. Water pools are being drained with new ones being created through the use of large earth moving equipment. Tangled brush along the Wildlife Drive had been cut and removed. Song birds like Red-winged Blackbirds and Song Sparrows I saw every few feet in years past were now separated in smaller areas about a hundred feet apart. There were signs explaining these changes would produce a richer environment for the wildlife. Time will tell.
I became more of an observer as I waited for photo opportunities. I enjoyed the smells of the marsh, songs of the birds, splashing of the ducks and an occasional bird of prey soaring overhead. It was a nice respite from the day to day stresses of work. I smiled thinking how a murky day here was better than any day back in the office.
I wondered if the people whizzing by on the New York Thruway knew of all the sights they were missing at 65 miles per hour. I then wondered if the Great Blue Heron who seemed to be watching the traffic as I was could be thinking the same thing.
After I returned from my lunch break and time in the nearby Village of Seneca Falls, I spent the rest of the afternoon communing with the wild citizens of the refuge. Renewing my spirit and making it a very good Friday.