This is an intentional fire on the dock, in a specially designed 'fire pit' that floats in a space enclosed by our dock.
Photo: D Schultz |
Photo: D Schultz |
This is an intentional fire on the dock, in a specially designed 'fire pit' that floats in a space enclosed by our dock.
Photo: D Schultz |
Photo: D Schultz |
We finally found the culprit that had been calling from within our house at inappropriate hours of the day (midnight, 6am):
Don't panic, it's not gross - it's a beautiful oil beetle, the short-winged blister beetle. I love the crinkly texture of this metallic blue insect.
The cheeky larvae of these beetles sometimes hitch a ride on bees to get to a food source. Nuthatches have been observed rubbing blister beetles (and their secreted toxins) around their nest holes to deter predators and competitors, such as squirrels. (Naturally Curious)
This radiant shrub is eastern North America's native holly, Ilex verticllata. It's different from conventional hollies since it's not evergreen, and the leaves lack sharp teeth.
Winterberries are dioecious - there are separate male and female plants. The berries form on the female trees, which is what we are used to seeing in fall and winter. We probably never notice the male shrubs!Our native witch hazel (Hamamelis virginica) has such spidery looking flowers that blend in well with all the autumn leaves that they are easy to overlook. Plus, they hug the twigs and branches closely.
They have a 2 year reproductive life: 1-2 seeds remain in a brown capsule all through the winter in a dormant phase, and then get ejected 20-30 feet from the parent tree the following summer/fall. It then takes another year before they germinate.On my third venture (solo) out onto the lake around sunset, I thought I'd succeeded in seeing ... the ancient Atlas comet I had been seeking! But it turns out that what I saw was actually a contrail fragment - bah! What a bummer. It still looked pretty impressive, but the angle of the tail trail just didn't seem right.
Photo: Lucy Schultz |
I had a few unsuccessful attempts at seeing Comet Tsuchinshan-ATLAS, having completely zoned out on the best day to see it. Instead, I had a special time of solitude on the lake - oh wait, a honking goose shared it with me. It was as still as glass, and I hardly drifted off course at all. Quite gorgeous.
Our survey team, PALZ, has covered a big area of Lake Arrowhead's shoreline this summer. So proud of my team and their commitment to ensuring the health and diversity of our lake. Impressive!
How is it that every year I'm incredulous at the gloriousness of fall and its incredible color spectrum? It's always awesome, always newly amazing.
The Eastern Bumblebee (Bombus impatiens) is known to have slumber parties on the flowers they visit. This one was stationary on these asters for so long that I realized I could go inside and fetch my camera and it would still be there on the same flower --- et voilà ! Sluggish indeed!
She's relaxed and even frisky again, and loves looking out the window at her new realm. What a lucky, lucky cat - she seems so settled and content. Have any of you read the story from long ago (1958) called "Boats Finds a House"? Dale still has his childhood copy!
Darkness falls from their deck |
A lovely little lantern lights the way |
The northern lights! Ahhhh, a phenomenally mind-blowing sight, and something I've been wanting to see for a very, very long time. We saw it clearly with our own eyes, not merely through what our cameras could capture.
We tried to take it all in as we drove home (in a rush), but we eventually decided to pull off the road, and stop to LOOK while we were seeing it. I tried taking some pics, but though they weren't great, the scene before us was stupendous. I think I was trembling with excitement so much that the extra care needed to take night shots totally eluded me. By the time we reached Limerick, we were no longer seeing colors, but we decided to head straight to the Sokokis Lookout anyway. It seems as if the whole of southern Maine had the same idea - the lines of cars double-parking, up onto curbs, doing U-turns, reversing, or waiting halfway across the road for a spot was chaotic, but we were there at the tail-end of the viewing window, so managed to find a good parking bay - it was practically over by the time we got there, and most cars were leaving.
But still, I saw it, I saw it, I saw it, without a doubt.
I came across this turtle with a domed shell sunning itself towards the end of September. Its sluggishness and reluctance to get back into the water reminded me that I'd come across one of these Eastern musk turtles (Sternotherus odoratus) previously. Their shells aren't as flattened as Painted turtles, which are very commonly seen on our lake. I was initially concerned that it had become entangled in a rope fragment, so I kept trying to get closer - it turned out to be a robust, stretchy Spatterdock stem.
Also very obvious from the photo is the drop in the lake level that is clear from the coloration differences, making tide lines on the stump. The lowering was scheduled for Sept 9 to allow for dam repairs (again!), but the dearth of rain recently means that as of this writing, October 11, we are still not back up to our normal level.
Such exquisite fruits! Hawthorn is also referred to as thorn-apple on maine.gov's broadleaves page, which is interesting since my first observation of these made me think of crab-apples.
This exquisitely marked Watershield leaf looks so much like a tribal mask!
This floating island covered in sphagnum moss looks like a miniature magic kingdom - I wasn't able to capture the fairies with my camera, though.