That’ll wake you up.
Right where my index finger went
No scorpions were harmed in the making of this blog post. I ditched that striped bark scorpion (Centruroides vittatus) off the porch rail.
-jsq
That’ll wake you up.
Right where my index finger went
No scorpions were harmed in the making of this blog post. I ditched that striped bark scorpion (Centruroides vittatus) off the porch rail.
-jsq
I heard a thwacking sound, looked up from the porch desk, and two pileated woodpeckers were on two, then one, pine tree.
Two pileated woodpeckers on a pine tree
The crosshatching is the porch screen wire.
These Dryocopus pileatus hang around here all the time, but they don’t usually come that close. That pine tree stob is about twenty feet outside the screen, or thirty (ten meters) from where I was sitting.
Eventually they flew off laughing, like they do.
Pileated woodpeckers mate for life, which would explain why this pair has been here a long time.
Don’t know if it’s always been the same pair, since we’ve been seeing them more than a decade, and apparently the oldest know was less than thirteen years old.
A pair of pileateds wants more than a hundred acres of territory, so they should be very happy here.
-jsq
Fortunately, when the bee tree snapped off, it broke above the bee hive. So our pollinating native bees are still humming in and out of there. Their exit used to be on the other side of the tree, but they’re using this new entrance now.
I guess they will relocate, but at least they did not get suddenly evicted.
The bee tree was far from the largest of the fourteen big trees down we’ve counted so far. Two more were less than a hundred feet away towards the cypress swamp. Continue reading
Below the longleaf pines, in a thicket: ten turkey eggs. Mama turkey flew up in a tree. Turkeys lay one egg a day, so it took her ten days to deposit those.
The dogs found them. Honeybun made off with another egg in her mouth. Blondie covered the getaway. Continue reading
Found it on my arm at the edge of the woods. Gretchen says it stings. Left it on a bush. What is it?
-jsq
A month of no rain ended mid-June, capped by 3.5 inches July 4th and another 3 inches July 5th, according to the bucket-and-yardstick rain gauge. Our cypress swamp, which had only puddles, is now full and overflowing.
3.5 + 6 inches of rain, cypress swamp
That chair was above the cypress swamp high water mark for this year. Now it’s in the water.
I’m renaming the front driveway Twin Creeks. Most of its flow goes into the swamp. Continue reading
A common occurrence in the woods: a banana spider on my hat.
These golden orb-weavers, genus Nephila, weave webs many feet across between trees, often at human eye height.
I left this one on a nearby bush.
Here are a few vegetables from the garden that day. Continue reading
Update 2024-06-10: Yellow Dog’s rosemallow, three years later 2024-06-09
On our daily walk to the field, Yellow Dog encountered the first Swamp Rosemallow of the year, and perhaps the last Treat’s Rain Lily, while the Beautyberry remains in bloom.
Halberd-leaf rosemallow, Yellow Dog
Yellow Dog in the white corn as it tassles.
Yellow Dog would follow me every morning as I hoed the corn. Continue reading