It’s amazing what you see when you slow down and really start to look. I don’t think I’ve truly realized this until just now. There’s always been so many things on my “to do” list that I’ve failed to see what’s right in front of me. Guess it’s a benefit of these strange times.
My daily walks have allowed me to see a lot of amazing things, like this Eastern Spring Azure (Celastrina lucia) which looks like it’s smiling. See for yourself…look closely at the photo on the left. Perhaps it’s just my imagination but the little guy sure looks like he’s smiling to me. And don’t those legs look like he’s wearing striped socks? Maybe if I wore striped socks, I’d be smiling too. (Sorry for the photo quality, but it was quite camera shy and very tiny!) And another of those “white” butterflies, the Cabbage White (Pieris rapae) was also out and about that day.
While our Spring has brought us some cold days, there was a few days when the temps warmed enough to bring out the non-native Western honey bee. This little girl was on the flower of Bloodroot (Sanguinaria canadensis). Only female honey bees collect pollen which is eaten as well as carried back to the nest. Pollen is an excellent source of protein as well as other nutrients for them.
Next time you go out for a walk, stop and listen to bird song. It’s everywhere. Birds are quite happy Spring is here. Like this Dark Eyed Junko, Eastern Towhee and Brown Thrasher, calling for mates to begin the nesting season. Their songs can be quite eloquent.
Red-tailed hawks are out and about too. This big guy had his eye on things immediately below – probably breakfast. Glad those “things” weren’t me, but his distracted attention allowed for a couple of photos, though branches and distance didn’t allow for great photos.
And here’s a pic of one of my favorites, a Great Blue Heron, which sounds very prehistoric if startled. This big guy (or girl?) was hiding behind quite a bit of brush and I’m sure he felt he was invisible because though he watched me carefully, he never flew. It’s amazing such a large bird can fly so beautifully. I hope you’re fortunate enough to see one in flight soon.
And while no one would call this big guy in the photo below”winged” (as the title of this blog states), I still found him to be quite a wonder. Mr. Groundhog didn’t seem to be very afraid so perhaps he was younger; he didn’t appear to have any “battle scars” on him. He was as curious about me as I was about him. He let me get about 6 feet (social distancing?) from him before he escaped underground.
And to end today’s blog, I’d like to share something we found on one trail walk…small colorful painted stones hidden in trees, tucked into the grass or camouflaged on the edge of the paved bike trail. It felt like an Easter egg hunt, just to find where the next one might be! My sincere thanks to whoever placed these along the trail. You brought lots of smiles and happiness to walkers this week. What a great idea…perhaps one we should all try. What a wonderful, simple way to bring joy to others!
Until next time, keep exploring nature up close.