Did you watch the Lunar Eclipse overnight? There were high, thin clouds here, and a ring around the moon, but my NiteOwl child, the Schnauzer kid, and I watched till totality arrived. It was 14F, down jackets and snowboarding clothes were the attire. We finally called it a night about 1 AM. According to what I read today, the last total lunar eclipse on the day of the Winter Solstice was in 1638!
The turkeys came running the minute I stepped out the door. They thought I had breakfast for them, all I had was my camera. I immediately got the "cold shoulder" and they left in a huff.
Do you see a bright star in the southern sky early in the evening on these December nights? The "star" you are seeing is the King of the Planets, Jupiter. With binoculars you should be able to see Jupiter's Galilean moons as well.
I have no idea what was so interesting to this clan of mallards, but something certainly caught their attention.Must be something tasty for lunch, McDuck's maybe?
The mockingbird and the robins will soon have the berries, but aren't they gorgeous! These are in my parents' front yard in northern New York. I always send my mother holly for her December 18th birthday, but I'll have to think of something else, she has bushels of it this year.-
Welcome visitors, the Common Goldeneye (Bucephala clangula). These tree-hole nesting diving ducks spend their summers in Canada and Alaska and come to South Dakota waters only in the winter months. I always knew them as "Whistlers", which is what they are commonly called in the Lake Champlain valley where I grew up. Their wings whistle loudly when in flight, hence the colloquial name given this elegant little duck.
Spanish researchers have discovered that caffeine and glucose -- found in those longtime favorites, coffee and doughnuts -- actually make you smarter. In a study published in the journal Human Psychopharmacology: Clinical and Experimental, researchers at the University of Barcelona discovered that the caffeine-glucose combo boosts your brain in terms of attention and memory. Rock on, doughnut lovers, we thought that stuff was bad for us!
Who do you think won the Birdfeeder Skirmish and who backed off?
Our Project Feederwatch journal at Lincoln Academy has some interesting observations already. My 9th Graders seem to be rooting for the squirrels, despite the fact that we are supposed to be counting birds.
Brings in patrons who are not interested in sunflower seeds, but a drink of water and a bath. Provided, of course, the air temperature is above 32 degrees.
Returning from Thanksgiving in Minnesota, found the first of the new Christmas cactus flowers had opened.
Zygocactus are actually epiphytes, not terrestrial cactus like prickly pears, but with a growing habit more like some of the orchids. These have been hybridized for the houseplant trade, originally growing in the rainforests of southeastern Brazil. Happily for us way up North, they are glad to oblige and give us some color in the cold and gray of November and December days.
Yesterday when I installed the heater in the birdbath, the turkeys paid no attention. This morning, however, a drink was in order. I am used to seeing chickadees and robins perched on the edge, they fit a little more in scale.
I think if this lady hopped in we would see Archimedes' Principle at work!
My apologies for any who were offended by the anonymous comment on yesterday's post. I have removed whole post and modified the comments section so that crap doesn't appear again.
Both mule deer and white-tailed deer wander through our yard, munch flowers and shrubs, and fertilize the grass. Normally they stay within species specific family groups, not mingling.
However, this time of year the teen-aged bucks are either confused, blind or plain don't care. This little spike buck, of the mule deer persuasion, was squiring around a group of four white-tail does and fawns. Not only in spring does a young man's fancy turn to love.
My nice new Sigma lens takes a look at a piece of Chazy limestone with its Ordovician fossils.
These critters lived their lives in warm ocean waters near southern Africa. Thanks to plate tectonics and continental drift, they came to rest in northern New York and Vermont on Lake Champlain. I picked this piece of ancient ocean bottom on our beach at camp when I was searching for beach glass and other flotsam and jetsam.
Cornell University's Project Feederwatch2010-2011 season started this week. I've been part of this citizen science project for several years, it is always fun to see trends and changes over time.
The local wild turkey flock is a reliable crowd, showing up daily. Sometimes they are polite and well behaved, other times they act like a rugby scrum or peek in the window from the deck railing. They always have a great deal to talk about among themselves.
It is rather remarkable what you can find just standing on a street corner waiting for your kid, especially if you have a viewfinder to look through. Storm sewer art.
This little kidlet had to be the happiest parade goer ever. I'd guess it was her first one. I was shooting the National Guard soldiers and she turned around at the moment I took the picture, the autofocus found her cute little face and that was that.
There has been a birdhouse on the south lawn for 30 years, used by chickadees, house wrens, bluebirds or violet-green swallows each summer. This fall it fell victim to a rowdy buck deer who decided to get into a fight with the pole it was mounted on. The poor old pine board house broke into pieces when it hit the ground.
This is the replacement, now inside the woven wire fence that surrounds a crabapple tree protecting it from servine vandalism.
Her big "mule ears" gave her away. I would never have noticed her in the thicket, if she had not been "radar-ing" those namesake ears. She was curious about what I was doing with the laundry on the clothesline. The winter coat camo that the muleys and the white-tails wear is remarkably effective even at close range.
are having a harder time adjusting to the time change than others.
This seems to be a paired up couple, they were with a whole bunch of other mallard/mallard pairs in a small backwater area off Rapid Creek this morning.
Usually you think of a fresh daisy for a June bride's bouquet, but this intrepid survivor seems to think that early November is the perfect time to face the sun and bloom. I like its Attitude.
Not your typical fall color, but my Uncle Kit's hydrangea was still blooming in mid-October. A nice punctuation mark among the russets, reds, oranges and browns, don't you think?
When you lay down in the dry grass of the October prairie to take pictures of forest fires and such, things arrange themselves artfully on your pant legs. I have a brand new lens for the camera, which
allows you to "shoot yourself in the leg" and remain unscathed.
Usually when we see a plume of smoke on the Black Hills horizon, we get a little concerned. It often means a wildfire has started. This one is a controlled burn in the National Forest, getting rid of downed timber and other fuels. These burns will hopefully keep things from getting serious next summer. From this distance of several miles, it has a strange resemblance to Mt. Vesuvius.