Saturday night, Oak Point Club House was the scene of a fund-raiser for scholarships for Middleboro students, and it was an incredible success. Not only did 200 guests show, but the efforts of the "Mademoiselle" competition (bills stuffed in garters, etc) raised the final goal to over $4.000. I offer you a few pictures of the contestants (the winner, by-the-way, was Mr. Muckey, our fetching (?) cowgirl.

My wife went out on the back deck to eat lunch, and, wonder of wonders, we had a Ovenbird wander into the yard right under out noses. He walked out into the open, flew back into the underbrush, and then walked out for a second time.  I've only had the opportunity to photograph one once before.  And in my back yard!
Here is the Ovenbird, plus a few shots from the past several weeks.

The fields opposite Oak Point, 6:00 AM

Green Heron at Daniel Webster Farm, Marshfield

While I have been recovering from hip revision, I did some photography among the daisies in the back yard.  I have this wonderful macro lens which does a 1x1 magnification, and here are some of the results. The size of these insects can be told by the fact that most of the daisy centers are about one inch across.

I think he is calles a sweat bee, about the size of this B.

This is one ugly fly, about the size of a large grape

One of my favorite things in life is to go to Quincy and board the Harbor Express, glide into Boston, have dinner, and come back in sunset.  Susan and I did just that today, meeting one of my oldest friends, Louis Stewart, conductor, composer, pianist, and Berklee faculty.  We walked from Long Wharf over to Legal Seafood, had a wonderful meal, and returned on the Ferry back to Quincy. 
The city and the harbour are one of the reasons I feel so priviledged to live where I do 

Herring Gull

Cormorant

Ah, to be young....

This is the largest private yacht I think I have ever seen in Boston.
Easily double the size of the next size down.

The Custom House where Susan and I spent the night for her 60th. birthday.

One of the most beautiful boat in the harbour, always moored right across from the Harbor Express birth.
Could it be a Crosby?

and the trip back home.....

For the first time since July 15th, the day before my hip replacement, I drove down to Duxbury Beach on Monday, for some birding!  What a feeling.  With all the physical therapy, and my following up everyday with the exercises, my recovery is going first rate. Here are some pictures for the morning.

A Kestrel!  Not a common sight today, and the only shot I could get before he flew.

Ruddy Turnstone turning stones

This Laughing Gull was determined to get the food away from the Plover, but the plover refused.



Least Tern



This Red Tail was right at the entrance to Oak Point where I live. Just capping off a great morning