He's out pretty much everyday, watching birds on the farm or working... or a combination of the two. So, he knows where to watch for special birds. The last few years he's had rather rare Blue Grosbeaks nesting on the farm!
We patiently waited awhile for them to appear, but after a bit the male perched on this wire.
He preened and showed off his rusty wing patches. Then the female came and sat a little closer to us.
She is the perfect color to not-be-noticed when she sits on a grassy nest. This pair had a nest in some weeds a few feet off the ground, and we were hoping to see the babies, but a recent storm had knocked the nest sideways. My brother thought the babies may have been old enough to survive on the ground. Since both parents were still hanging around the area, hopefully that is true.
Maybe the Willow Flycatchers we saw also had a nest somewhere.
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| You know it's a Willow Flycatcher when it says, "Fitz-bew" like this one did. |
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| Indigo Bunting showing it's not sky blue, it's indigo! |
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| A pair of American Goldfinches |
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| Wood Duck hen on the left, 3 juveniles to her right |
Then we headed on back toward the house, up thru the cornfields. My brother said, "You can't get a photo in that direction - the light's not good". (Oh, yes, I did, and you are in it!)
Looking back the other direction, you can tell that a farmer who loves birds lives here.
We had seen a Great Spangled Frittilary on our walk and talked about going 'butterfly-ing'.
My brother said it's good to get a photo of their underwing if you can... it can help with identification.
That butterfly co-operated for another photo, though it didn't matter too much since he had already identified it for me!
I didn't have to rush off for anything, so.... we decided even though it was really hot, we'd go to Bowman's Hill.
It's not far away, only about a 10 minute drive. You can see the tower from the farm (and vice-versa). Bowman's Hill also holds a special place in my heart. My family used to have picnics there and several members of my family have volunteered or worked there (including myself).
The area we were headed for is only a small part of the wildflower preserve, and it is a part that has changed a lot since I worked there. It's now a native meadow with a pond, which is a whole lot better than the mowed lawn it used to be! Butterflies, bees, and dragonflies think so, too.
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| Tiger Swallowtail |
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| Black Swallowtail on Wild Bergamot |
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| Tiger Swallowtail on Button Bush |
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| Bumblebee on Wild Bergamot |
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| Honeybees on Mountain Mint |
Paths wound thru the native plants in the dazzling sun but were occasionally shaded by beautiful old red cedars and other trees.
It was worth it to be a little hot, just to be with my brother and see what we could find. One butterfly we were looking for eluded us until we were leaving. Just a small one, but exceptionally beautiful... a Juniper Hairstreak. Try as I might, I was not able to get a photo of it. Well, that's a good reason to go back. And, you know I'd love to!








































