Home for the birds going to the south
And then back north
a stopping point along the way
Our volunteer gig was a prearranged short time for Forsythe...they had had a cancelation and we were to fill in as the other couple was leaving shortly after we got there.
We arrived during a storm. The outer band of a hurricane was driving winds and rain across the pools so hard the refuge viewing roads were closed. Our volunteer coordinator Sandy showed us to our site...only two RV sites here for rvers and the other taken. We backed in beside a nice class a. Near a large two story house with a basement. This house was living quarters for refuge scientists, their offices and laundry facility for all of us. Behind us there was a beautiful lake...as the fall took over it became one of my favorite places to photograph. The staff parked in front of us so weekends it was pretty empty. However, weekdays it was a bustling little area.
Dog walks crossed the parking lot and followed a small roadway from the refuge into a small rural road. Often Frances and I would head into the woods following the deer track or the sounds of wild turkeys. One day, I found the mother load, a large shell. Obviously an eagle or other bird of prey had brought dinner into the woods to dine alone. I enjoyed hunting birds, small mammals, and of course mushrooms with my camera as the leaves changed colors in this beautiful wood. I had an opportunity to learn more about photography from fellow volunteer, Ed.
The people of Forsythe were wonderful to work beside. Our fellow volunteers both RVer and local not only cared about the lands and animals but were supportive of their coworkers and genuinely friendly.
Our gig covered two important holidays; Halloween and Thanksgiving. Holidays always bring people closer together. The Halloween party coordinated by Sandy had some scheduling issues; it almost ran into Thanskgiving, LOL...ok that's not entirely true but wearing a Halloween costume on November 11 feels a little out of place. I of course made a costume. I was working on a refuge so I was a bird. A penguin to be precise. Kathy was a fulltime RVer. I considered making her a sign saying "will work for RV spot". We attended a great party in a small cabin with several other volunteers. I helped create a murder mystery game during the party, something like clue. The victim, a doll, was killed by a pirate.
Thanksgiving on the other hand was a small gathering inside the staff housing next to us. One of the tech guys cooked a great turkey while we made dressing, sweet potatoes and of course brought canned cranberry jelly, my favorite. The neighbor RVer brought the pumpkin pie. We all had plenty to eat and enjoyed the companionship throughly.