Many happy hours were spent on that drive when our children were young. We would pack our mini-van with a small table and chairs and have an outdoor breakfast at a favorite spot half-way through the drive. While the kids were eating Cheerios and strawberries, I would toss out raw chicken wings tied to pieces of string to catch crabs (sadly, no longer allowed on the drive). We would gather a cooler full of blue crabs to cook later at home. But the real delight of the drive was always bird watching. The drive is a haven for migratory wetland birds. Most common are flocks of Wigeon and Pintail. If you turn off your engine and step out of your car, you can hear their whistling calls. Blue-winged Teal, Hooded Mergansers and Northern Shovelers will be scattered around the edges of the ponds and a few Florida Mallards (Mottled ducks) will be seen in the mix.
And God said, “Let the waters swarm with swarms of living creatures, and let birds fly above the earth across the expanse of the heavens.” So God created the great sea creatures and every living creature with which the waters swarm, according to their kinds, and every winged bird according to its kind. And God saw that it was good” (Genesis 1:20-21).
I recommend a late afternoon visit to the wildlife drive on a cloudless, cool winter day. Stay until the sun begins to color the western sky an orange hue and the deep blue of the overhead sky begins to shade toward black. Hopefully you’ll see flocks of Lesser Scaup (commonly known as Bluebills) flying over the Indian River on their way to wherever they raft up for the night. You will hear the ducks on the ponds chattering and whistling as they settle in for the night. And maybe you will get a sense of God’s pleasure in what He has made and agree that it is still “good”!