Just passing through might be a bit of an understatement. While just getting ready to doze off we heard a bit of commotion just outside our campsite and just across a small creek this male moose came passing though. He moved along quickly and we hardly had time to snap a photo yet along admire him. Just passing through indeed.
Happy Friday and wishing you a wonderful weekend.
With talons that could be mistaken for the barbs of the fence itself a sparrow (Vesper?) eyes their next meal hidden somewhere in the green green grass beyond the fence.
A lichen covered post seemed a suitable perch for this sparrow. Shades of brown, gray and orange all similar yet all distinct.
Moving slowly with little sound a White Tailed Deer enjoys a nice buffet of fresh leaves.
A Western Grebe swimming silently into the wonderful evening light.
Getting face-to-face with a male Calliope Hummingbird who we affectionately call “Tiny”.
As in…… hey, Tiny is here, when we see them perched in the trees or at the hummingbird feeders.
Calliopes are smallest bird around yet unmatched in energy, spunk and attitude and this guy was no exception especially. Especially on attitude.
Named after Calliope the muse of eloquence and epic poetry “Tiny” is poetry indeed.
A Tree Swallow takes a break form their aerial acrobatics and hangs on tight along the fence line on a windy summer afternoon.Watching these birds forage on small flying insects is something we nice tire observing.
Well almost as big as a small hummingbird. A White Lined Sphinx Moth working it’s way around the flowers for a quick sip of nectar. The length of that tongue is amazing.
Frogs and Toads along the edge of the pond. Us looking at them. Them looking at us.
On that day we walked along the edge and counted eight frogs looking up enjoying an summer day. This little guy was especially curious and we spent a bit of time staring into each others eyes.
Next we came upon this Western Toad looking a bit cranky so just a quick hello and we moved along the edge until we came upon another toad.
This guys was a bit less cranky but still with that full toad personality on display…”leave me alone I’m catching bugs can’t you see. ”
And we weren’t the only ones staring at the wildlife that day as these two little frogs were having quite a stare down upon a small rock.
Happy Friday and perhaps you can spend a bit of time along the edge of a pond this weekend.
It’s hard to believe but the Upland Sandpiper will begin its journey south less than a month from now. Upland Sandpipers breed in the northern prairies yet spend most of the year (8 months or so) in Central and South America. Standing about a foot tall with that big eye and relatively short bill these birds forage on foot through short grass habitats looking for insects.
“Upland Sandpiper’s association with native prairie is so strong that scientists consider it to be an “indicator species,” along with Sprague’s Pipit and Baird’s Sparrow, that can indicate the quality a habitat. Thus, the absence of these three birds in a patch of prairie would indicate to biologists that there is likely a problem with the habitat.“1
We were thrilled to be able to watch this bird foraging for several minutes before they moved into the tall grass a short distance away and disappeared from sight. Now you see them now you don’t.
Reference:
1. All About Birds: Upland Sandpiper.
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