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LORAIN COUNTY METROPARKSSandy Ridge Reservation

Food Fight

by Tanya Wagner March 1, 2026

It was cold again today, but the sun was shining. A fresh dusting of snow powdered the trail. From the parking lot, the path winds through the woods before breaking into the open near a cluster of ponds and marshes. Before I could see the water, I could hear gulls screaming and geese honking.

A huge flock of gulls swooped and soared. Their white wings glinted in the sun. One gull would snatch a small fish or bit of food from the water. As it tried to fly away with its prize, other gulls would attack, screaming. Over and over this scene played out. It was very entertaining!

In a quiet corner, I spotted a pair of trumpeter swans. Their long necks snaked around and their heads rested on their backs. Every now and then, they stretched their wings and necks before resuming their tangled pose.

On the far side of the pond, a massive eagles’ nest is perched in the trees. I spotted the eagle returning to the nest and managed to get a shot of it just as it approached. The size of the nest is incredible! It’s nice to be able to see it clearly; once the leaves come in, it will be almost entirely obscured.


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March 1, 2026 0 comment 3 views
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Bradley WoodsTremont Towpath

The Thaw

by Tanya Wagner February 21, 2026

This week, the long, deep freeze finally broke. Ice and snow melted into gradually diminishing piles of mush until it disappeared altogether. The sun showed its face. Everyone seemed to unclench a bit and move more loosely in the warmer air.

We were fortunate to get out of the neighborhood a couple times through the course of the week. First, we visited our old stomping ground – the Tremont towpath. Chuck seemed excited and darted from side to side, her nose busy in the grasses along the trail. I imagine she could smell her old friends and acquaintances and left her mark to let them know she’d come for a visit.

The river was busy with gulls and geese and ducks of all sorts. They swam and fluttered and clucked and chattered. I was thrilled to see flocks of mergansers chasing each other here and there. A lone redhead looked for friends first among the mergansers and then among the mallards before settling in amongst the gulls.

Later in the week, we hiked through the mist at Bradley Woods. I love the way the low fog makes even a familiar place feel mysterious. I heard the geese honking at each other before I spotted them wading at the edge of the pond. Robins foraged in the field and it inspired false hope that spring might be here soon.


February 21, 2026 0 comment 14 views
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CLEVELAND METROPARKSRocky River Reservation

Getting Squirrelly

by Tanya Wagner February 15, 2026

Forty degrees felt positively balmy today! It was so nice to be able to hike in a light jacket and abandon my gloves. Despite the warmer weather, the packed snow on the trails is still significant. And now that it’s begun to thaw, it’s icy and slick. We walked carefully finding purchase in the deeper snow at the trail’s edge and holding on to trees as we descended hills.

The ponds and wetlands are still encased in ice. We walked by a huge beaver dam and saw a little patch of open water around it. The river is breaking loose of the ice. In some spots, water is flowing. I hoped to spot some waterfowl, but we saw only a single goose, which flew, honking, overhead.

Most of the activity today came from the squirrels. They always strike the same pose: perched on a branch, back to a tree trunk, tail curled overhead. Most clutch a nut and I follow the sounds of their gnawing to find them. Chuck likes to jump up on the trunk of the tree. Even though she could never dream of reaching them, the squirrels get startled and scamper away chattering with indignation.

As we neared the end of our walk, we came to a stand of maple trees. Each one had a bag or bucket attached where park officials tapped the trees to gather the sap for maple syrup. Did you know that it takes 40 gallons of sap to produce just a single gallon of syrup?


February 15, 2026 0 comment 26 views
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Clague ParkCVNPTowpath

Superb Owl

by Tanya Wagner February 8, 2026

It’s surprising how quickly one can adapt to conditions that seem impossible. When this cold spell began, I braced myself each morning to face the icy chill. After weeks of frigid temps, I layer up and head out without a second thought. The little neighborhood birds have found the spots out of the wind and where food is available. We see them reliably throughout the week.

Saturday, we hiked for miles through deep snow along the towpath in the Cuyahoga Valley. I sought out the few places I know along the river where the water is flowing. There, eagles and otters tend to gather to hunt. I was hoping to spend time watching them. But, the river banks were empty. We saw tracks on the snowy ice and meandering trails heading off into the fields along the trail, but we did not spot a single critter.

Sunday, we visited a nearby pond. I hoped that maybe a clear patch of water there would draw some ducks and geese or maybe, if luck was on our side, a swan. But the pond was frozen solid. We turned away from the water and headed into the woods. A squirrel darted by. I heard the unmistakable rapping of a pileated woodpecker somewhere in the forest, but I couldn’t locate it. We turned and started back when I glanced up at a nook in a tree. I couldn’t be sure, but I thought there might be something in it. I fished my phone out of my pocket and zoomed in. There, eyes closed, sat a beautiful barred owl! Its feathers were puffed out against the cold. I made my way closer, looking for a clear view through the tangle of branches between us. Careful not to get too near, I finally found a good view. I stood for a long time watching it sleep and admiring its camouflage before I tugged at Chuck’s leash and we moved away through the snowy woods.


February 8, 2026 0 comment 30 views
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CLEVELAND METROPARKSHuntington Beach

Deep Freeze

by Tanya Wagner January 30, 2026

On Monday, there was no sunrise. Nor was there even the faintest blush on Tuesday. Instead, it just gradually became light enough to see. Soft gray light filtered through clouds and falling snow. There were no shadows. There was no hint of sky beyond the cap of clouds. Snow fell and fell and fell.

A squirrel scrambled onto a second story window sill. It peered in the window, tucking up its paws to warm them against its chest. My backyard birds fluffed themselves. Every now and then, they shook off the snow that collected on their feathers. I marched through knee-high snow on our walks. Chuck leaped and lunged through the drifts.

This morning, the sun did rise. Its impotent rays made snowbanks sparkle and trees cast long shadows. It was -7 degrees fahrenheit when we got in the car and headed to Huntington Beach. It was so quiet on the trail. No waves lapped on the beach. The creek did not gurgle between its banks. The birds didn’t sing. The squirrels didn’t chatter. The lake looked like a lunar landscape, harsh and inhospitable. In the distance, downtown Cleveland steamed.


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female cardinal
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mourning dove
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frozen Lake Erie
downtown Cleveland
long shadows
January 30, 2026 2 comments 41 views
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CLEVELAND METROPARKSRocky River Reservation

Snowy Solitude

by Tanya Wagner January 23, 2026

It’s cold. The sky is gray. My boots squeak on the packed snow of the path. There are icy patches that threaten to sweep me off my feet. When the wind picks up, trees knock together and little puffs of snow tumble from their branches. My fingers are numb inside my gloves and I tuck them into my palms to try to get some feeling back. I cradle the camera like an infant so my hands don’t have to touch its cold frame. Here and there, a little bird moves in the bushes. Even colder weather and lots of snow is in the forecast. I wonder if the critters can tell it’s coming. I hope they will find shelter.

It begins to snow. At first, tiny flakes sift through the branches. They intensify and big flakes fall fast; Chuck and I are quickly covered in a blanket of snow. Chuck dances in circles at looks back at me, asking me to acknowledge her excitement. She gets so silly and it makes me smile. I see a couple squirrels perched on branches and pressed against the trunks of trees. They are so cute – their red fur gathers white snowflakes and the contrast is beautiful. But, I can’t bring myself to take my gloves off to take a photo and I’m worried that the camera is getting wet. I tuck it inside my coat.

Despite the cold, I feel lucky to experience this winter landscape. I think about people who live on tropic isles. Many may never experience anything like it. I imagine they romanticize the snow. It is rather romantic, actually, but the woods on winter days are not for the faint of heart. We will need a lot of fortitude in the coming days. Chuck will accept no excuses. It’s a good thing I love a wild storm!


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Red Shouldered Hawk
Red Shouldered Hawk
Red Shouldered Hawk
Red Bellied Woodpecker fending off a Starling
Tufted Titmouse
Brown-Headed Cowbird
Flicker
Flicker
White-Breasted Nuthatch
Blue Jay
Blue Jay
White-Breasted Nuthatch
White-throated Sparrow
White-throated sparrow
January 23, 2026 0 comment 23 views
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Black River ReservationLORAIN COUNTY METROPARKS

Frosty

by Tanya Wagner January 16, 2026

When snow falls heavy, it frosts the trees and blankets the ground with glorious white powder. Big flakes drift in the wind. My little bird friends fluff themselves out. They tuck their heads into their feathers. As they move from tree to tree, they knock little clumps of snow off of branches and leave delicate prints wherever their tiny feet touch. They gather together as if just being near one another gives them comfort in the snow. They don’t sing or chirp, they just squint at me as snow collects on their backs and beaks.

Deer root around in the deep snow looking for tender grass. As we approach, their heads pop up and they stare. Little piles of snow perch on their black noses and they blink comically. Some take shelter in the naked woods. They nestle into drifts of snow. It’s hard to see them until one moves and then, as I look closer, I see an entire herd. They are not alarmed.

When we walk on icy, snowy days, the world seems to move slowly. I high step through drifts. Chuck dances and prances and seems to grin. These are her favorite days. Her joy is contagious.


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January 16, 2026 0 comment 24 views
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Rocky River ReservationSandy Ridge Reservation

Treasure Hunt

by Tanya Wagner January 9, 2026

Sometimes, when life is taxing and my mind is swirling with anxieties and worries, it’s calming to walk in the woods with the camera. Then, for an hour or two, I’m focused only on searching for treasure in the trees. Sapphire bluebirds and ruby cardinals, onyx squirrels and black capped chickadees. We walk slowly and I scan the bushes beside the trails and the tall trees beyond. Usually, it is movement that draws my attention. Then, I focus on the color and shape of the critter. In winter, most creatures tuck themselves away in hidden nooks to stay warm so it’s a treat to see even common birds and animals.

This week, we were blessed with a couple of “warm” days. The snow melted. The trails turned muddy. The birds and animals came out to look for food and socialize. Today, we saw a troop of 5 or 6 juvenile gray squirrels. They ran and jumped and seemed to play like little kids. The leader ran up a tall tree, then out along a branch until he could go no further. Then, he leaped to an adjacent tree and scampered down the trunk to play in the leaves on the ground. The others followed single file until each of them had demonstrated his climbing and jumping skills.

The marshes were quiet today. The woods, too, were largely still. But, every now and then, we came upon a spot with a great deal of activity. It was like the birds had all decided to meet up in one area to catch up on the gossip. Woodpeckers rapped on rotten trees. Chickadees and titmouse darted around grabbing up seeds. Squirrels munched on walnuts and berries. When we approached, they dispersed with a flutter and a scamper. But we just stood quietly until they reemerged. I was grateful for their company!


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January 9, 2026 1 comment 25 views
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CVNPTowpath

Resolution

by Tanya Wagner January 2, 2026

This past year, many people have asked me why I no longer chronicle my walks with Chuck. They tell me they enjoyed walking along with us and seeing the photos. It’s hard to believe that it’s been a few years now since I dedicated time to posting on a regular basis. It makes me happy to know that people enjoy this labor of love; I enjoy it too. So, I am resolved to resume posting in 2026.

Since I was last active here, Chuck and I have not slacked on our daily adventures. However, I have dedicated a lot of time to training for running and triathlon races. It’s a big commitment and a big life change. The time that I had previously carved out for taking and editing photos went to long runs and rides instead. I’m still training now, but I cherish long explores and I like the way taking photos makes me look at things with more attention. So, I plan to dedicate one day a week to this project. I hope you enjoy it and I welcome your comments and questions!

2026 is off to a snowy start! Today, Grace joined us and we trudged through the snow along the towpath in the Cuyahoga Valley National Park. Chuck pranced along, diving enthusiastically into snow drifts and trying her best to pull us into the frozen canal. Tiny tracks crisscrossed the ice and disappeared into the dry grasses along the banks. I know there are otters here; I saw them last spring playing and fishing. Today, we saw only tracks.

As we walked, a light snow fell around us. It was quiet save for the slosh of occasional car tires on Canal Road and the distant squawk of a jay. Sudden movement in the trees caught our attention. A bald eagle swooped silently over the snowy field. It perched in a far-off tree along the river and we could see it had joined another eagle. They sat together, staring down at the water intently. They were too far away for a photo, so we moved along.

The snow begin to fall more thickly. It covered our hats and blanketed our shoulders. The prints on the canal began to fill and fade. Another eagle caught our attention. It, too, flew across the field toward the river. It perched in a sycamore. To have any chance at a photo, we needed to get closer, so we left the trail and high-stepped through deep snow and dry grasses. We walked quietly and stuck to the edge of a line of trees. I was able to get a few shots before the eagle startled and took flight. It flew into the wind, snow whipping around it. With a few powerful flaps of its wings, it was gone.


January 2, 2026 0 comment 20 views
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CLEVELAND METROPARKSCVNPRocky River Reservation

The World Awakes

by Tanya Wagner May 17, 2024

There’s nothing quite like springtime in the parks. The cold ground softens under warm rains. You can smell the rich earth. A faint green haze tints the woods and fields. Day after day, that haze intensifies until trees and bushes and grasses and flowers have all unfurled their leaves.

Songbirds return. They dart in and out of verdant camouflage. Every now and then, we get a clear view of a tiny song sparrow or warbler perched on a branch, heart so full of song that he tips his head back and fills the air with his joyful tune. On the banks of the waterways, families of ducks and geese gather. Watchful parents herd their fluffy little babes into the water as we approach. Stately great blue herons fish among the lily pads. Busy muskrats and beavers carry grass and twigs to line their dens. Eagles glide overhead.

Golden sunshine streams down. A chorus of frogs croaks from every pool and puddle. Logs glisten with the shiny shells of basking turtles. Snakes sun themselves on rocks and on the trails.

Every year, we are overjoyed to see life returning to our favorite spots. We stalk the trails with camera and binoculars, pointing excitedly when we spot a green heron, hopping along with mohawk on display. Or a trumpeter swan pull her long neck out of the water to stare. Nature is bursting with life and promise and we wake each day excited to see what treasures she will share with us.


May 17, 2024 0 comment 31 views
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