I never know what I'll find when I take the lid off the skimmer. Today it was a small frog. It just sat there blinking foolishly. There were crickets as well. I caught another small frog in the deep end and put it out of the water. The dogwood tossed colorful leaves into the water. A female blue dasher perched on a canna flower. Brown headed nuthatches came and went before I was ready for them. A Carolina wren joined a tufted titmouse on the suet. The titmouse wasn't pleased.
Since 1/1/11 I have been describing what I see in the back yard. I occasionally digress.
Tuesday, September 14, 2021
Missing spider
A fiery skipper pollinated the purslane. So did tiny halactid bees. I saw another on a daisy. A southern purple mint moth moved before the camera shutter clicked.But it had landed by a black swallowtail caterpillar. When I checked on the three spiders, the web under the hibiscus was intact but the Argiope wasn't there. Then I fished an Argiope out of the water and left it on the concrete to see if it would revive. It had been on the surface clinging to a leaf, not like the previous drowning victim that had sunk. I don't know if it revived.
I never know what I'll find when I take the lid off the skimmer. Today it was a small frog. It just sat there blinking foolishly. There were crickets as well. I caught another small frog in the deep end and put it out of the water. The dogwood tossed colorful leaves into the water. A female blue dasher perched on a canna flower. Brown headed nuthatches came and went before I was ready for them. A Carolina wren joined a tufted titmouse on the suet. The titmouse wasn't pleased.
I never know what I'll find when I take the lid off the skimmer. Today it was a small frog. It just sat there blinking foolishly. There were crickets as well. I caught another small frog in the deep end and put it out of the water. The dogwood tossed colorful leaves into the water. A female blue dasher perched on a canna flower. Brown headed nuthatches came and went before I was ready for them. A Carolina wren joined a tufted titmouse on the suet. The titmouse wasn't pleased.
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