The rains continue, week after week. This is the strangest spring that I can remember. A short break from the rains – we headed out to Great Meadows. The green marsh grasses are now reaching the tops of the cattails so in a few days the marsh wren will be a difficult subject to photograph here. The shot above is one of a marsh wren just having plucked at the cattail for some nesting material.
Here is another wren straddling cattails calling. The partial back lighting accentuated the beak.