Sep 3, 2010

On the Way Home

I stopped at Running Deer this evening. It was so quiet, again... I think I'm beginning to realize the quiet makes hearing certain things easier (the really quiet sounds.) Tonight I enjoyed this kind of listening practice.


My first surprise of the evening (I didn't have high expectations) 
was the little chirp of a pair of fledglings.


I got pretty excited as I realized that they were almost surely
Marsh Wren fledglings. Look at that ridiculous hairdo!
I know the photos don't do them justice, but they were a little shy.


Another great sound: the hilarious squeak the frogs make as they
jump in the water at my approach.


Frog Head at Sunset. :)



Very few birds tonight at Running Deer. I was chased away from 
a pair of Wilson's Warblers by mosquitoes
This Black-crowned Night Heron seemed more concerned
with the prospect of fishing than my presence.


Surprise #2: Look at him, isn't he gorgeous? I have no idea on id, but 
I sat and watched him nibble on his leaf for quite some time.

ID Update: Dave Leatherman, entomologist extraordinaire has confirmed
he is a White-lined Sphinx, what most people call a
Hummingbird Moth. Cooler than cool news really, since 
that is one of our very favorite garden visitors at home!





1 comment:

Connie said...

That is one crazy caterpiller thingy! Lovely shot.