It's Saturday, it's Saturday...ha na na-nee and a ha cha cha...
There is nothing quite so wonderful as a little pond time on a beautiful, sunny Saturday morning. The air was clear, the sky was blue, and the critters were active. Positively glorious. At the risk of sounding like a broken record, I love where I live.
Beaver may be amazing little engineers, but they don't always get what they want. A beaver has been working on this particular tree for a couple of weeks. He finally got it chewed all the way through only to find that it wouldn't fall. Don't you know that's got to be frustrating.
Cypress knees at the water's edge... for only the most discriminating palate. This young squirrel seems to have a taste for the tops of cypress knees. We watched it hop from one to the next, nibbling a little on the top of each.
We watched this great blue heron stalking a meal. He moved carefully and stealthily for several minutes, never taking his eye off his prize...
and his patience paid off. With a quick plunge he came up with a mouthful of fish. It appeared to be a warmouth, known locally as a chub robin or goggle-eye. For the more scientific among you, it is known as a Lepomis gulosus. For the heron, it was known simply as lunch.
But for me, the prize of the day was this male carpenter frog, Rana virgatipes. We hear them all the time - a loud ba-dack, ba-dack, ba-dack, that sounds like someone hammering a nail - but we almost never see them. And until today I had never been able to get a picture of one. You might say that this little frog has been my personal holy grail and after several seasons of searching today I found it.
Like I said, a positively glorious morning!