|Bladdernut- Click to enlarge|
Sitting quietly on the edge of Bull Creek the last few nights has been rewarding. A beaver swam out, circled around, and then decided it was still a little too bright to go to work. Many crepuscular animals like them avoid predators by nocturnal feeding, heading back home as daylight appears.
As I sat on the bank in a thicket of bladdernut shrubs, Zebra and Tiger swallowtails fed on the tiny flowers, hanging like little pale green bells with long stamen serving as clappers. Occasionally a loud buzz by my ear would announce the hovering of a Snowberry Clearwing moth, zipping between flowers, demonstrating its ability to fly backward like a hummingbird.
|Eight-spotted Forester- Wikimedia|
Walking back through the woods, I passed an oxbow pond, the chorus of frogs was almost deafening. As I stepped to the edge, they become silent, unable to distinguish an admirer from a potential predator.
On the way back home, the dark field is filled with fireflies, another early spring sighting, appropriate for April Fools day.