Monday, April 30, 2012

Dad gets a chance watching the nest.

Looks like it's dad's turn to watch the kid, while mom takes a break and goes out to search for food. This nest scene was just outside our window four years ago.  One of the two siblings had already been lost at this point. The culprit? Perhaps a cat, or squirrel. Who knows?  I suspect the squirrel that had been hanging around the area. I had scared him away once as he closed in on the nest.

Let us however, give the squirrel his due -- innocent until proven guilty. The real tragedy is that a couple of days after this photo was taken, this sibling would be gone, also.  Mom and dad were then standing on a nearby fence wondering what had happened.  The vigil lasted about a day, maybe a day and a half. Then the parental doves were also gone.  Hopefully, gone to find a safer location for their next nest.

Wildlife is a wild time at Global Wildlife

We were at Global Wildlife in Robert, LA, with the grandkids and nieces and nephews this weekend.  This is always one of the greatest hits for things to do.  The kids love feeding the wild animals, who come right up to the caravan.

Saturday, April 28, 2012

Spider suspense

This is I believe a Orchard Spider (Leucage venusta), hanging from the bottom of its web and waiting for a meal.  From the woods near Madisonville, across the lake from New Orleans.

Friday, April 27, 2012

Mushroom migrant

This was a mushroom growing from the bark of a Pine tree at my brother-in-law's house across the lake from New Orleans. The black spots are bugs burrowed up in the folds of the mushroom. It was about eye-level above the ground.

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

"Leprechaun" sits watching


Sitting on a decaying log, he was lost in his reverie.  I almost didn't see him because of his hat.  But when I took a picture of the mushroom next to him, I thought I saw him wink.  I think the mushroom man has a little Irish in his "blood."  Perhaps even a little leprechaun. 

Monday, April 2, 2012

A spiders wet web

Oh what a wet web a spider spins, when a spider spins before the morning fog.  This was the scene in the woods of Mandeville early Sunday morning when a foggy morning misted the spider webs throughout the woods.  Little droplets lined the sinewy threads of the web.