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Milkweed Activity Continues
Milkweed pollen comes in saddlebag-like structures called pollinia. These stick to pollinators: this Honeybee is laden with them and trying to get them off.
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Milkweed Monday
The milkweeds started to bloom while I was away. I caught up with them on Friday. There was a lot to catch up on. Various species of bees were of course sucking up the nectar. There were beetles. Ants. A moth. And more… coming soon!
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Red-shoulders
Back to our morning Red-shouldered Hawk in Oberlin, Ohio. It wasn’t but a few minutes later when a distinctly Buteo-ish calling was heard in the parky square across the street. A hawk lifted off off the ground and landed on the art museum. Then it flew even closer. When I got my camera on the…
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Raptors…are back!
Shortly after checking into our hotel in Oberlin, Ohio earlier this week, I glanced out the window and saw a hawk descending between the hotel’s other wing and a neighboring building. Then I spotted it atop the roof. I hustled outside for the best views of an adult Red-shouldered Hawk I’ve ever had. It was…
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Spreadwing
A ready distinction between dragonflies and damselflies is that dragonflies perch with wings open and spread out while damselflies perch with their wings closed, parallel to their abdomen. That’s most damselflies. The regional exceptions: the Lestidae family spreadwings, and one of the pond damselflies, the Aurora/Chromagrion conditum. This is one of the former, a Lestes…
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Raptor Thursday
Around the turn of the new year, we went to Staten Island over the Verrazzano-Narrows Bridge. I saw a Peregrine perched on the Brooklyn-side cables. Hey! So I’ve been looking since. Photos from June 4th. There is no mistaking that shouldery profile. As it happens, banding the bridge’s three Peregrine babies this year made a…
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What a Chukar
Alectoris chukar is native to Asia but has been introduced as a game bird elsewhere. They turn up on NYC streets every once and a while, presumably escapees of live poultry markets. This one was right across the street in the ramp up into the park. I suppose they taste like… partridge?
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Ghost Crabs
As I approached this dead tern on Plump Beach, I saw something retreat into this hole. The crab within, Ocypode quadrata, would not emerge while I was there. Some yards away were several more holes, but no scavenger’s bonanza beside any of them. (Subscribers seem to have received this post early as a result of…
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Raptor Wednesday
Three days after seeing three nestling American Kestrels in their nest cavity, I spotted the male parent devouring a bird atop the main entrance to Green-Wood. A Mockingbird was diving at him and the resident Monk Parakeets were clamoring. The little falcon flew off with the remains of the prey and I followed… toward the…









