Did you know that Pileated Woodpeckers like fresh apples?
Pileated woodpeckers are to apples like seals are to salmon! They only eat what they want from one apple then moved to the next. Maybe the bears and raccoons like what’s left over. But I’d prefer a complete apple, not one that’s had a bite taken out of it….a little annoyed!
Aside from a peek or two of mom with their babies, I haven’t seen the hooded mergansers since they disappeared to their nesting grounds in April. It’s nice to see them back! This male was with a female. I guess our part of the Alsea is their feeding grounds. I see he caught a small crawdad.
Osprey, Pileated Woodpeckers and Great Blue Herons were also scarce over the summer. They, too are coming back to a favorite feeding spot.
Can you see the small burl on the opposite side of the tree from Woody?
The Great Blue Heron looks more grey than blue. But when he spreads his wings there is a wide band that is the same color as his head; which looks bluish to me.
When I saw the weekly photo challenge was “horizon” I wasn’t sure I’d be able to find one from where we are living. I looked up the word because I think of horizon as something very far off in the distance and flat. The definition, according to Merriam-Webster, is “the line where the earth or sea seems to meet the sky”.
So, sitting in this narrow valley on the Alsea River makes the horizon a little higher than I’m used to thinking.
I like the idea of heightened horizons though!
Then the fog rolls in and lowers my horizon – but it’s only temporary.
This is our normal heightened horizon on the Alsea River.
As President Monson said, “It is better to look up!” After the fog raised, as I was looking up at the horizon, I saw this pretty Pileated Woodpecker in our apple tree. They are so large and their flight seems so clumsy. But this is the first time one has stood still long enough for me to get a good photo.
We got some much-needed yard work done today! The grass has been naturally watered for over a week and today the sunshine made it grow a foot in an hour – no really!
I could hear a very loud knocking across the road. I didn’t have to look long to see this big Pileated Woodpecker. The tree sounds hollow 😦
Don finished the crawdad trap and tossed it in the Alsea River. My mouth is already watering!
What’s the difference between a butterfly and a moth?
A friend just told me that this is the Cinnabar Moth (Tyria jacobaeae), introduced in the NW from Europe as a biocontrol of a weed called tansy ragwort (which is toxic to cattle and horses). I guess one could guess from the coloration that this an apsomatic warning to would-be predators of both the adult and the larva that it is toxic due to bad chemicals. (Thanks John!)
Don was playing hand-shadows with the moth.
Hhhhmmm – now how can I imitate that with a fly? I bet those summer steelhead would like that!