Why I Don’t Go Birding Everyday

gov bridge lake wideIt’s 7:15 AM and we’re heading out to go birding.  It’s very early for me – way too early for me, in fact, since I retired. I gave up early mornings and 5:30 AM alarm clocks when I stopped having to head out at that some-unGodly time to fight traffic or catch a train to get to work.  I used to think I was a “morning person” but now have decided I am definitely a “mid-morning person”.  But we were up early (relatively) and heading out to do a little birding. Okay, only one more thought on ‘early’ – most birders have already been out, hiked 5 miles through the wetlands and parks looking for warblers and are, by 7:00 AM, showered, had breakfast, updated their life lists on eBird and are heading out to work.  I applaud them for being the “early birder that gets the bird” knowing I am probably not ever going to be that kind of birder.

We grabbed a travel mug of coffee and headed up to the local WA WA (those of you in Maryland know the place) to get a ham, cheese, & egg croissant.  We obviously cannot go birding on an empty stomach and can’t waste any more time getting our usual bowl of cereal and fruit at home.  That done, we headed on down the road to Governor Bridge Natural Area.  I had been reading about all the birds there from a friend’s blog.  Hugh is an avid birder and nature photographer who birds every day – come rain or come shine, or more lately, come sweltering August heat and oppressively high humidity. He posts his beautiful photographs at his blog site, My Birding Photos.  We hadn’t been down to Governor Bridge in many months so I figured it was time to check the place out again.

Did I mention rush hour traffic delays? Yeah, guess there are quite a few people who slept past 5:30 this morning and were out on the roads just when we wanted to go somewhere.  Then again, it could have been that all those early morning birders were now on the road trying to get to work.  We took every back road and alley way we could think of to get off the main roads and get down to our destination without too much traffic stress.

As we drove into the preserve, I recalled that I had meant to download trail maps since we hadn’t been there in a while. Oh well, we can just follow the sound of birds singing in the trees.  Then again, maybe not.  It’s now about 8:30 AM and the cicadas, katydids, and grasshoppers are buzzing and droning and scratching their legs together and making an awful racket as they are inclined to do in hot summer heat.

cannibalflyHmm.  Bugs. Thank heavens, we have bug spray in the car.  Vowing to stay on the trails and away from possible tick and chigger zones, we spray down anyway just in case.  Good move as it turned out to be a buggy day….saw some rather unique ones along the way.

I asked a gentleman getting out of his car about the trails and he very kindly and generously pointed out the main trial we could take up to a little bridge, turn left onto the trail that encircles the lake.  As an alternative, we could take a smaller but closer trail and go back towards the ponds.  Wow, it has been a long time since we were here. Lake? Ponds? Maybe I have this preserve confused with another one we have visited in the past.  I notice that he heads off in a completely different direction towards the canoe/kayak launch….guess he thought the river would be more peaceful and quiet than the ponds or lake…or taking the same trail we were taking.

PondNow that didn’t take long so we’re moving up an old service road towards the lake area by 8:35-ish. There is a slight breeze that is a cool relief from the heat.  I immediately hear an Eastern Wood-Pewee (Contopus virens) calling in the woods and hoped that we will spot him (or her) at some point on our walk. We found the bridge with no problems. We stopped and took a couple photos and headed over to the lake which was beautiful in the early morning sunlight.  There were wildflowers and bugs everywhere but no birds.  There did seem to be a funny looking branch on a snag on a little island in the middle of the lake.  Holey moley, it’s a Belted Kingfisher (Ceryle alcyon)…..and a beauty too.  Too far away for a great photo but I gave it a try all the same.

kingfisherAt times like this, I think maybe I should have opted for a better camera with a bigger zoom lens.  Then I remember that I don’t like having to tote around a big ole heavy camera and long lens and heavy tripod and I am happy with my little Canon Powershot SX50 HS.  The 50X zoom gives me enough to keep me satisfied and taking photographs but I will admit I miss out on some more distant birds. Like this kingfisher way out there in the middle of the lake.  And the kingfisher was a delight flying back and forth to different perches here and there on the lake. It was very obvious that this bird had laid claim to that lake.

We found a bench and decided to take a break and maybe sit quietly to see if the birds would come to us.  Not a chance.  But there were bugs and butterflies and wildflowers to look at and take pictures of so I wasn’t in the least bit put out by the lack of birds.  I hear again the distant call of the Eastern Wood- Pewee echoing through the area….Peeee-ooooo-weee.  Drat, I just cannot get a good fix on the sound so could not know exactly where to look.

We decided to go around the lower part of the lake and then cut back through the woods to the ponds and, ultimately, back to the parking area.  As we rounded the lake, I heard a tiny peep barely discernible over the din of the katydids. We stopped and were finally able to locate an Eastern Towhee (Pipilo erythrophthalmus)  in a nearby tree.  We could see him clearly with the binocs but I could not get a photograph through the leaves.  Kind of made me long for winter and leafless trees.

MonarchI spotted a Monarch Butterfly (Danaus plexippus). We have noticed that there do not seem to be many Monarchs around this year.  Some of the folks from our local bird club have also remarked on this. So I was encouraged to see a Monarch here but discouraged that there was only one.

snowberry clearwingThere were other butterflies and, to my delight, we caught sight of a hummingbird moth. If you cannot see a hummingbird, then the next best thing in that size range is a hummingbird moth. Turned out to be a Snowberry Clearwing Moth (Hemaris diffinis).

BassWe found a picnic table and took another break – I am big on breaks – and watched a small Largemouth Bass (Micropterus salmoides) in the shallows near the shore. He was lying under a water plant and seemed to be watching the smaller minnows near the bank. We waited to see if he would pounce on one and catch his mid-morning snack but he never did so no show for us today.

There is only hot sunshine now. The gentle breeze has disappeared. We head back into the woods on a smaller trail leading down and between the wetland ponds looking for a little coolness.  We still were not having any luck with the birds.  Then, as we come to a smaller bridge between two ponds, we stop for a moment and suddenly there were birds everywhere.  A small flock of Carolina Chickadees (Poecile carolinensis) were flitting back and forth between the trees. Then there are Tufted Titmice (Baeolophus bicolor).  The birds are moving from tree to tree and I cannot get the binoculars and the camera operational at the same time. Can they ever stand still for just one minute? Nope.

Then we spot a pair of birds that are different.  We call out what we see – gray upper, rounded head, white wing bars, pale underparts – a little yellowish, white throat & breast.  What is this bird? I know it but just cannot put a name to it.  I know that I know it.  This is making me crazy.  But they fly away and we move on.

It’s very hot now and getting late so we head back to the car. We look for the vireo that has been reported near the Pokeberry (Phytolacca americana) bushes by the parking area. Nothing. We load up and head out.  We know that we will come back to this place in the future and this particular spot in the woods where the birds seem to be congregating. As we pull out of the preserve parking lot, I hear again the lonely distant call of the Pewee….peee-oooo-weee, peee-oooo-weee…just wish I had caught a glimpse…..and then it finally hits me. My mystery grey bird – of course, the Pewees that I had been looking for all morning but then didn’t recognize when I saw them.  Rats! They had been right there in front of me….okay, the tree had been out in front of me…the birds were way up high in the tree.

bluebirdAs we drive down Governor Bridge Road, we remember that we had spotted good birds along the perimeter of the back parking lot for the Baysox stadium. The gate is open so we swing in.  We see a small flock of mostly brown birds – maybe female grackles or cowbirds or starlings. They ducked low into the high grasses on the edge of the lot.  Then as we rounded the corner on the back side of the lot, we spot a bit of blue…. a strange looking bird catches my eye…partially blue but mostly a mottled brown-blue with a light chest.  I am a confused but take a couple photos in hopes that I will figure it out back home.  Then he flies and joins a flock of about 10 of them heading into the garden of a house just across the road.  And I realize these were fledgling Eastern Bluebirds (Sialia sialis) – just getting their blue feathers.  They will be lovely in no time but, right now, they are a splotchy bit of a mess making identifying them ever so difficult.

Back home, it is just about lunch-time so we take a break for a sandwich.  We watch a little TV while we eat and a History Channel show on the Protestant Reformation gets my attention.  So I started watching it and, forgetting my chores and all the things I meant to do today, fell asleep.  Always good to take a little nap after a long morning birding though, isn’t it?  I wake up about 3:00 PM and the Protestant Reformation is moving into the 19th century so I continue watching until it ends sometime in the 1960’s. Wow, who knew it lasted so long?  Somehow they had connected the dots from Martin Luther to Martin Luther King, Jr.  Wow again!

The local time at my house was just past 4:00 PM.  Now, I figure I really ought to get to those chores.  After all, my original plan had been to do a couple hours birding (which turned into about 5 hours altogether) and then come home and catch up on things.  But I procrastinate a little and pick up a magazine and figure I’ll spend a few minutes reading about the birds I didn’t see this morning.  Before I know it, it is 5:00 PM and it is time to get a little exercise in so I spend 30 minutes on my stationary bike.

And then I am exhausted and it’s time to get dinner started.  Well, I obviously cannot get to those chores now.

So, let me see – let’s recap:

  •       Went birding;
  •       Saw at least 5 birds I could positively identify – about 5 more I could not;
  •       Saw a Monarch Butterfly and some bugs and a fish;
  •       Took 25 or so blurry photos of something that might be a bird in a tree;
  •       Deleted most of them;
  •       Got lunch;
  •       Caught up on the Protestant Reformation;
  •       Did some exercise; and,
  •       Helped get supper.

An amazingly productive day altogether!  Then again….Guess not.  Good thing I will be able to start all over again tomorrow.  But maybe I’d better not go birding for a couple days – might be good to get some of those chores done before my next outing.

Google earth image framedFor more information about Governor Bridge Natural Area:

http://www.pgparks.com/Things_To_Do/Nature/Governor_Bridge_Natural_Area___Canoe_Launch.htm

Fallingwater – Pennsylvania Trip Notes

Fallingwater – Pennsylvania Trip Notes

Imagine, if you will, that you are an architect who has been given a commission to build a summer home, a weekend cottage, in the Laurel Highlands in western Pennsylvania.  You travel to Pittsburg and then head south west and drive into the mountains where native rhododendrons and mountain laurel fill the forests and swiftly flowing white water creeks fill the ravines. You are an experienced and rather famous architect, Frank Lloyd Wright, and your clients are well-known and wealthy business owners from Pittsburg, Mr.  & Mrs. Edgar Kaufman, Sr.   Your first glimpse of the proposed home site might be similar to this one.  (I have taken some liberties with the photo with my nifty photo edit software to try to capture the scene as it might have appeared to the architect.)falls but no house photoshopped

You note the sandstone, limestone, and shale ledges, the cooling green forest, and the cascading waterfalls and a vision starts to form in your mind of what a house should look like in this place.  Your clients have asked for a vacation home that overlooks the falls, a peaceful haven, a place to get away from the hustle and bustle of city life in Pittsburg.  Money is not an issue – your clients are very wealthy.  You know in your heart that this is a unique opportunity to build that once-in-a-lifetime dream house and you are anxious to get started to make this vision a reality.  What kind of house do you see?

Frank Lloyd Wright saw and built this. He named it Fallingwater…for obvious reasons.

full front viewRecently, I got the opportunity to visit this magnificent property. My husband and I traveled to the Pennsylvania Laurel Highlands and toured the property near the village of Mill Run.  (I am glad that we elected the longer tour (2 hours) and did not simply go with the basic tour.)  This house is probably more famous than any other in the United States short of the White House in Washington, DC.  We are now among the 5 million people who have toured the house since it was built in 1937.  I imagine that Fallingwater has probably been toured and studied by more architects, designers, artists, writers, and engineers than any other private property anywhere in the US.  You can certainly find books written about the property and dozens of magazine articles and thousands of photographs and, no doubt, hundreds of travel blogs without trying very hard; the internet showed 32M hits when I keyed in the name.

But let’s get back to my imaginings.  According to our tour guide, Frank Lloyd Wright wanted to emulate the strong horizontal lines of the rock (sandstone, limestone, shale) ledges and to incorporate the cooling waterfalls into the structure. He wanted the house to be organic and to meld in with its wooded surroundings…strong horizontal lines of the rocks, tall columns reaching to the sky like the trees.  A well-known story goes that he wanted the color of the façade to repeat the color of rhododendron leaves in the fall.  This gave me pause and I actually had to go look rhododendrons up on line.  In my experience gardening and growing rhododendrons, I thought that they were evergreen so was somewhat taken aback that Wright wanted to blend the house in with the fall colors of the rhododendrons.  Why, wouldn’t that be green? Well, turns out that some rhododendrons and mountain laurels are deciduous and the leaves would turn golden colors in the fall and would probably at some point be this light khaki color and the house would blend in quite nicely that being the case.  But it isn’t always light khaki like it looks in the pictures (above & below)….I am told that sometimes the house color appears to be more of a peach color or maybe more in the mauve color set.  The sunlight, the seasons, and the various hues of the deciduous trees all affect the color of the house.  I suppose a photographer or artist like Claude Monet might make multiple visits to try to capture the house in each season and in the ever changing light. Perhaps, I too should visit the site in autumn to see if Mr. Wright got it right.

Side View of HouseThere are certainly some challenges to building a house over a waterfall, even a couple little falls like these. I find that I am lucky to be touring the house with my husband.  We’re a bit of a right-brain, left-brain composite.  I am taken by the aesthetics and beauty of the place, wondering what kind of fur drapes the sofa (raccoon), noting how the windows perfectly capture the outside views (except the waterfalls), falling into rhythm with the steady sound of the cascading creek and pondering how beautiful things would be in winter watching snow softly fill the ravines.  I sense the serenity and peacefulness of the place. My questions revolve around Wright’s desire to build a more organic structure bringing the outside beauty into the inside of the house and I think how forward-thinking he was to build all the patios and decks allowing the living space to flow easily between the inside and the outside.  I also am reminded of how many designers and architects have tried to emulate his work over the past 50 years or so.

So who wouldn’t like a staircase going down from their living room into the cool waters of a creek on a hot summer’s day?

Stairs to Bear Run CreekDownstairs to the CreekNote the small wading pool to the right of the stair. No, you do not have to crawl over the wall; the pool has its own entrance from the house just out of sight in the corner opposite the statute. There is also a larger pool outside the guest quarters behind the main house. Both pools are filled with creek water so no chlorine or other chemicals are used in the water that might pollute the natural stream. Note also the color of the rock and sandy shelf under the creek at the bottom of the stair and how it is pretty much the same color as the deck above.

Moving on to more left brain perspectives, my husband is all technical and his questions are all about the engineering of building such a structure; which walls are load bearing, how the conduits were run through the house, what kind of caulk was used to seal up the windows (something new for the time called silicone glass), how the electric lines were run along rock walls, how the radiators were all built into the desks and shelves to hide their industrial nature, what, if any, construction codes were adhered to in the building (none that the tour guide knew of) and how the rebar and steel were used to strengthen the cantilevered decks.  This last question brings to mind the thought that maybe just one or two more little steel I-beams might have kept the decks from sagging over time.  The guide assured us that the decks had been shored up to prevent further sagging but even the photographs show that the lower deck is not quite level anymore.  (I have since read that the building was shored up in 2002 and is safe and there is no additional sagging but that rehabilitation of the whole structure would cost more than $11M.)

Right brain or left brain, we were both impressed.  At first look, you have an emotional response to the beauty of the house and its setting. Then you start to look at all the details and you become impressed with the technical accomplishment and how many obstacles were overcome to build the place and not have it topple into the creek after the last stone was laid.

Building out of RockBldg around the rock 1I understand Wright’s need to design and “own” everything about the project and notice the craftsmanship of all the cupboards and furniture. The walnut veneered cupboards and cabinets are quite beautiful.

walnut cupboardsI read that Wright left an apprentice to oversee most of the work and that there were issues with the building contractor. (Isn’t that always the way it is?) The architect liked things to be very neat and uncluttered so every accessory was chosen with care by Mrs. Kaufman (who was known to be quite talented in her own right) and even the bedside lamps were designed by the Frank Lloyd Wright.  Everything is beautifully rendered and placed “just so” exactly to the architect’s specifications.  It appears that there were some details that the lady of the house took issue with and there were some accommodations….but not as many as I would have expected.  But thinking like someone who might daydream about living here, this is where I find some things that I do not like about the house.

Great RoomI marvel at the expanse of the great room but I quell against the concept of having all the furniture neatly lining the perimeter of the room.  The built-in couches hug the walls and the view when one is sitting there would be to the inside of the room rather than to the outside….your back would be to the view. Great for your guests though who can look over your head and out the windows to perhaps ignore the conversation altogether.   Anyone sitting at the dining table would see his/her dinner companions across the table but then a stone wall or the kitchen doorway directly behind the table.

dining roomBear Run flows swiftly under the decks but your only view of the waterfall from the house itself requires that you lean over the deck walls which can be a little bit precarious since the walls (again, no building codes) are not as tall as you would think for a deck overlooking a significant drop to the creek below.  I asked about the low deck walls and discovered that Mr. Wright did not want to disrupt the “lines” of the structure so that the lower deck walls are in line with the back of the couch in the great room and the upper deck walls are lined up with the built-in desks and shelves in the upper rooms.  To maintain a certain perspective for the overall house, the house is designed so that the lower level is larger than the upper levels with the lower levels having higher ceilings which become lower as you go higher.  It is the same with the deck walls – the higher you go, the lower the walls it seemed.  All good if you just remember not to lean too far over the deck on the upper levels.

View of falls from deckWhile you do get some cooling breezes throughout the house when the windows are open, there is no air conditioner.  I think maybe that central air was not something that was prevalent for private dwellings in the early part of the 20th century although there were skyscrapers being built at that time. Wright had designed and built office buildings in Chicago that would have used/required some sort of cooling and ventilation so I ponder that he did not include some sort of mechanical ventilation here.  But every window opens and the furniture is built to accommodate the open windows and there is good cross-ventilation when the windows and doors are opened.  Per our guide, the Kaufmanns added the screens to the windows although the architect did not want them added.  Mr. Wright thought that screens blocked the view through the windows.  It appears that keeping the bugs out when the windows were open (and the windows would be open in the summer’s heat) won out in that whole debate.

windowsAnd there is absolutely no additional storage space in the whole house – no basement (ok, a tiny one that holds a hot water heater), no cellar, no crawlspace, no attic; therefore, no place to store Christmas decorations or any other of the bits of paraphernalia we humans seem to collect around ourselves and need to stow in some dark closet or garage.  But it was intended to be a vacation home so perhaps all that stuff was left back at the main house in Pittsburg.

Side View of Front PatioOverall, it seems that the owners considered the house to be a work of art and therefore probably not bothered by the things that caught my attention.

KitchenBut there were more things to appreciate than to dislike. I took just about 200 photos of the place. There is something so intriguing about the house and its location that encourages lots of picture taking.  I had wanted to see it for many years and the house was every bit as interesting as I had hoped it would be.  The kitchen (above) is quite modern for its day and it included a double door refrigerator….I didn’t even know they had them back in the 1930’s.

fridgeThe gardener in me particularly loved the herb garden on the top deck….not to mention the fig trees in pots on the middle deck or the geraniums growing in the window boxes inside the house. And each bedroom has its own private bath – can you believe that for a house built in 1935? Remarkable!

Herb Garden on TopBut my vain imaginings got me to thinking.  If I were Frank Lloyd Wright for a day, how would I have built the house?  I think I would have positioned the house downstream of the waterfalls looking back towards the falls.  The location called “the view” where everyone stops to take the photos of the house (seems to me) would have been the perfect spot for the house itself.  I think I would have built on either side of the creek using the horizontal cantilevered decks (maybe not so big) running parallel to the creek in much the same way the natural stone borders the creek.  Maybe I would put the great room and the living spaces on the western side of the creek and put the office, library, guest quarters and garage on the other….with a large storage room.  The great room would view the falls upstream and the master bedroom would look out over the creek and ravine downstream.  In my wildest dreams, I would connect them with a beautiful arched bridge spanning the creek allowing you to stop mid-bridge and look back to the waterfalls on one side and further down creek on the other.  Maybe make the bridge wide enough to include a small bistro table and chairs to allow coffee and breakfast over the creek.  I would use the same oriental aesthetic that Wright seemed to love and add Japanese style lanterns across the bridge to light the way.  I only wish I could sketch so I could show you exactly what I mean.  Of course, I’d need someone with more training, imagination, and talent than me to help me figure out things like how to handle moisture and how to keep the bridge from freezing over and how to more organically connect the two sides of the building and how to make sure we had central air and heating…..maybe an architect….perhaps someone like Frank Lloyd Wright.

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Look anywhere for information on Fallingwater and Frank Lloyd Wright…but to get you started, here are a couple sources of information that I found enlightening:

Official Website for Fallingwater:  http://fallingwater.org/

Wikipedia Overview:  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fallingwater

Frank Lloyd Wright Foundation: http://www.franklloydwright.org/

Wikipedia Overview of Frank Lloyd Wright:  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frank_Lloyd_Wright

Fallingwater is now owned and managed by the Western Pennsylvania Conservancy.  Information about the Conservancy and its efforts to preserve Fallingwater and other sites in Western Pennsylvania can be found at:  http://www.waterlandlife.org/legacy/

For those of you who have visited Fallingwater and know that the Conservancy has restrictive rules about taking photographs of Fallingwater and publishing the photo, please be assured that I requested permission to add photographs to my blog about my visit at the end of our tour. I was advised that, as long as I was not using the photographs commercially or attempting to make money by selling the photographs, then I could add them to my travel notes for my blog.

Please do not make copies of my photographs, share them to social media sites, publish them elsewhere or “pin” them on Pinterest as this would be a violation of the rights held by the Conservancy and the permission that I was given allowing me to add them to my blog for personal uses only.