It is important to share the shore with shorebirds and respect their needs. Their lives depend on it.
~Walker Golder
This time of year, the beaches of North Carolina are breathing a sigh of relief as the huge tourist crowds of summer are starting to thin. They are also seeing lots of activity from wildlife, both on land and in the surf. The characters are changing daily as migrating birds, butterflies, fish, and other coastal creatures make their way to their winter destinations. But, on almost any beach in autumn, you are likely to see a couple of standard shorebirds – Sanderlings and Willets.
A Sanderling in a rare restful pose (click photos to enlarge)
The former are the wind-up toys of the shorebird world, rapidly running to and fro along the surf line in search of morsels exposed in each wave, and squabbling over the right to do so.
Willet striding on the beach
The more stately of these two shorebirds, and one of our larger species, is the Willet. They are already in their winter plumage of drab gray above and a white belly (they are more brown during the breeding season). Since this one did not fly while I sat with it, I did not get to photograph their diagnostic bold black and white wing patterns, nor did I hear its piercing pill-will-willet call that is often given when they are in flight.
Willet probing the sand
Willet, and many other shorebirds, were once rare north of Virginia due to market hunting. The Migratory Bird Treaty Act of 1918 banned this large scale hunting for food, and helped start a comeback for this now common species. New threats include habitat destruction and rising sea levels, and this combination may greatly restrict their access to suitable foraging and nesting areas in the future.
Searching the waves for a meal
Willets use their long gray legs to stride up and down the beach in search of food. Their stout bill is used to probe the sand (or mud when feeding in marsh edges and mudflats). The sensitive bill tip can detect prey which is then quickly grabbed. This also allows Willets to feed at night, when many other shorebirds, which rely solely on eyesight, cannot.
Snapping up a small Mole Crab
Favorite prey items include small fish, worms, mollusks, and crabs. On this afternoon, Mole Crabs were the main course. A tiny Mole Crab was snapped up and gulped all in one motion while I watched.
Larger Mole Crabs require a little more workFirst, you need to carry them above the surf line
This particular Willet was quite adept at finding and catching the Mole Crabs as they surfaced to ride the wash from the surf back down the beach.
Then drop them on the sand
When it caught a large crab, the Willet would run back up above surf and drop it on the sand.
Maybe poke your food a little and get it in the right position
It seemed to poke at the crab a couple of times with its bill…
Then pick it back up before the wave washes it away
and then would grab the crab just before the incoming wave might give it a chance at escape…
And gulp
and then the crab was picked it up and quickly swallowed head first.
It does finally go down
Seems akin to me swallowing a whole zucchini squash or half a loaf of bread all at once as it did take some doing, but, the lump soon disappeared and those long legs carried the hunter back into the foam for another try. Each time this Willet rushed toward the water, I wondered, “will it catch something?”…in the 10 or 15 minutes I watched, it caught three large Mole Crabs and one appetizer-sized one, not a bad percentage at all. Come to think of it, I could use a crab cake about now…
Every September, for as long as I can remember (or at least well more than a decade), I have been collecting caterpillars in preparation for the annual BugFest event at the North Carolina Museum of Natural Sciences. It is always great fun to share these larval lovelies with the thousands of visitors that make the pilgrimage to this super annual event. But, there is a price to pay – the care and feeding, and eventual release, of all the stars. And so it was, again this year. Given the timing of the event in mid to late September, it is always touch and go as to whether we will find enough caterpillars or if the ones we do find will actually make it to the big day without pupating. So, here are a few brief stories of some of this year’s stars, or almost stars, as the case may be.
Stinging Rose Caterpillar (click photos to enlarge)
I was very happy when I found this unusual beauty, a Stinging Rose Caterpillar (Parasa indetermina) on a willow, the week before BugFest. These odd-shaped and brightly colored larvae are one of the stinging caterpillars, and this one was sure to be a crowd-pleaser. But, as is often the case when dealing with nature, it was not to be.
Parasitic wasp cocoons on the Stinging Rose Caterpillar
A few days before the big event, it succumbed to a common caterpillar threat, the emergence of parasitic wasp larvae that quickly spun cocoons, coating the caterpillar’s body with what look like tiny cotton swab tips. I was going to take it anyway, to share that unusual aspect of the ecology of life as a larva, but, the day before the event, the caterpillar shriveled up to nothing, cutting short this one’s chance at fame. These parasites are fairly common and I always find a few caterpillars that already have the cocoons present when I am out collecting. But it is particularly disappointing when you collect something unique, only to find out later that the parasitic larvae were already at work, but you just could not tell until they popped out in a moment reminiscent of the classic scene from the movie Alien.
Spiny Oakworm shedding its skin
In what looks like another scene from a space aliens movie, I was witness to one of the miracles of the caterpillar world when one of my captives managed to molt under my care. This one, a Spiny Oakworm (Anisota stigma), was still for almost two days and I suspected it was undergoing changes related to either molting or pupation. Right before packing up for the event, I saw this change-of-clothes act. Note the dramatic difference in color between the freshly molted larva and its cast skin. The caterpillar gradually darkened just in time to share its new look with the crowds.
Underside of Puss Caterpillar
I already posted on my experience with one of the most notorious of the stinging caterpillars, the Puss Caterpillar. When I was transporting it for release (my goal is to release these critters back into the general area where they were collected each year) I placed it in a plastic container like the ones you buy fresh salad in at the grocery store. When the larva crawled around the clear sides it provided me with a great view of the underside of this furry beast, something you don’t normally get to see.
Monarch caterpillar chewing milkweed leaf
A friend loaned me a couple of large Monarch Butterfly larvae, and this one was busy all during the event chewing the edges of a Common Milkweed leaf. I grabbed a moment during the busy day to get a portrait of the feeder in action.
Spiny Oak-Slug during the event
Several of the stars started to wander off their food plants during the event. This is usually a sign that their time as a caterpillar is coming to an end and a pupa is on the way. Most larvae go through what I call a “walk-about” stage for several hours before starting to pupate. If they are not contained, they will wander off to some suitable spot and undergo yet another miraculous change in their extraordinary life cycle. And so it was with one of the small beauties of this year’s event, a Spiny Oak-Slug.
Spiny Oak-Slug cocoon
But, at least it waited until after the event to complete the change from dazzling caterpillar to drab cocoon. It should overwinter in this state and emerge next spring.
Luna Moth caterpillar
I found several large Luna Moth caterpillars the week of the event, and, as usual, a few pupated before the big day. And a couple decided to start the big change during the event itself and had to be confined to caterpillar detention (aka the pupation cage).
Luna Moth larva changing color prior to pupating
Like many species, Luna larvae undergo a noticeable color change right before they start spinning a cocoon, in this case, changing from brilliant green to a pinkish-brown color.
Spicebush Swallowtail in walk-about phase
Another color changer is one of my favorite caterpillars, the Spicebush Swalllowtail. They, too, are bright green, along with their uncanny false eye-spots and other markings. When they start the walk-about phase, they gradually change to a more yellow-orange base color.
Spicebush Swallowtai
You can see why these guys are one of my favorites.
Spicebush Swallowtail prepupa
Once they find a suitable site, they begin laying down their two silk attachment points to form a prepupa. That usually lasts about a day, and then they shed their skin one last time, and, voila, a chrysalis appears.
It is always a bittersweet time when BugFest is over and I release all my specimens. I know the chills of winter will soon be upon us and it will be several months before I can once again observe and photograph one of nature’s most amazing life forms.
The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and science.
~Albert Einstein
There are some creatures that are so bizarre that they leave me baffled as to why they are the way they are. This is one of them.
Monkey Slug, caterpillar of the Hag Moth (click photos to enlarge)
Even the name is a mystery – Monkey Slug. I suppose if you squint and look at it, you could imagine a very hairy cartoon-like monkey with a few extra arms. One reference said it resembled a terrestrial octopus. That I can see. And the Hag Moth part probably comes from the likeness of the hairy arms to an old witch’s disheveled hair. But, no matter how you look at it, you probably would not guess this strange-looking bug is a caterpillar.
Back lit Monkey Slug (early instar)
It belongs to the slug caterpillar family, Limacodidae, many of whom are so-called stinging caterpillars, due to the presence of urticating spines. There is disagreement in the references on this species’ stinging ability, with the guru of caterpillars, David Wagner (author of Caterpillars of Eastern North America), stating that he has been unable to get this species to “sting” even by rubbing it on his arm. Others say that people vary in their susceptibility, so I will let it go untested. They certainly look like they could hurt you, with a dense coating of short hairs and long spines, especially in the earlier stages (instars).
Later instar (perhaps the last) of a Monkey Slug
As they grow and molt, they take on a more carpeted appearance, with short, stiff, brush-like hairs, densely covering their dorsal surface. Monkey Slugs are characterized by six pairs of arms (some short, some long) that are deciduous and can break off without any apparent harm to the critter.
Monkey Slug showing curled tips to the arms
To my eye, a Monkey Slug (especially the last instar) resembles a dead leaf with curled edges. Some researchers have speculated that it looks like a tarantula shed, which also has urticating hairs. Many of our insect eating birds migrate to the tropics and thus might encounter these distasteful objects in the forest, which would then give a tarantula shed mimic some advantage, but who knows. I have never found an adult, but they, too, are mimics – the male looks like a wasp, and the female has the likeness of a bee, complete with faux pollen sacs on her legs.
From the side it looks like a crown
I have only seen a few of these caterpillars over the years, but two of my former colleagues at the Museum each found one and brought them to BugFest last week, where they drew lots of curious looks and questions from the hundreds of visitors wandering by our booth. Monkey Slugs can be found on a wide range of shrubs and trees but may be relatively scarce, or just darned hard to spot in vegetation.
Monkey Slug gliding along a twig
I’m just glad they found these two and I had a chance to reacquaint myself with one of the more outlandish denizens of our forests. May there always be mysteries…
Venomous snakes are among the most maligned and misunderstood animals on earth.
~In Snakes of the Southeast by Whit Gibbons and Mike Dorcas
In a recent post, I mentioned my first ever encounter with a juvenile Canebrake Rattlesnake while at Alligator River National Wildlife Refuge. A few days ago, I had the opportunity to drive through the refuge again, and this time was rewarded with an encounter with a much larger specimen of Crotalus horridus.
Canebrake Rattlesnake drawing back into defensive posture when I stopped the car (click photos to enlarge)
This one was a beauty, and big…I am guessing maybe 4 feet or so in length and several inches in girth.. It looked like a tree limb in the road as I approached, but I knew from previous encounters this limb would move when I pulled up in the car and got out.
Don’t tread on me
It immediately made a tight coil and started to rattle – that distinctive sound that would undoubtedly stop me cold if I did not see the snake beforehand. It was a magnificent animal, one of the largest I have ever seen. I think it is a male, based on the length of the tail (the area of the body behind the vent on a snake). The tail of a male rattlesnake is longer and less sharply tapered from the body than that of a female. But, I am no snake sexing expert, so if someone out there knows better, please drop me a note.
The rattlesnake made a tight coil and rattled every time I moved
I walked around the snake, admiring its robust body, the length of its rattle, the powerful head, and the strongly keeled scales. The snake initially had its head tilted downward with some of the coil raised off the ground, but then dropped its body and tightened the coil, presenting a large, rough-textured lump with penetrating eyes. I quickly put on my 300 mm telephoto lens (no macro shots on this one) and remained at a respectful distance while trying to get a few angles for photographs. Every time I moved, the snake would raise its tail tip and vibrate it, producing that characteristic percussive rattle. When I stopped, the tail would drop, and all was quiet.
I set the camera on a tripod for a quick video hoping to capture the sound, but in my haste to set up and to not keep the snake in the road too long, I didn’t do such a great job, but you can still see it in action. Unfortunately, it was windy, and the snake was several feet from the camera microphone, so the rattling sound is a bit faint. The loud crunching noise is a boot on the gravel each time I took a step.
Canebrake Rattlesnake stretching out its head and neck when I walked away
I wanted the snake to get out of the road (this one was a couple of hundred feet from where I found a roadkill Canebrake Rattlesnake earlier this summer), so I grabbed the camera and backed away. The large rattler slowly stretched its head and neck out toward the roadside vegetation and began to deliberately crawl toward safety. The look of power and striking angles on the head of these big rattlesnakes is just so impressive.
Impressive rattle
I noticed as it crawled that it carried its tail tip high off the ground, unlike most snakes. This is probably an adaptation to preserving the delicate segments that form the rattle. The tissue making up the rattle is akin to a thin brittle fingernail. And, just like we can break our nails, a rattlesnake can break off segments of its rattle. A newborn rattlesnake has a rounded button at the tail tip. Each time the rattlesnake sheds its skin (probably one to three times per year on average depending on food availability and health of the snake) it adds a new segment to its rattle. If the rattle ends in a smooth button, it is complete, and has not been broken off. If it ends in a squarish or tiered piece (like this one where you see what look like pointy projections off to each side), it has been broken and some segments are missing. This, coupled with the fact they produce a segment each time they shed, is why you cannot accurately age a rattlesnake by the number of rattles. Their trademark sound is made by the segments knocking against one another as the snake rapidly vibrates its tail. The many interlocking connections of the segments, plus the hollow spaces between them, help amplify the sound. But, whenever you are in rattlesnake habitat, be sure to keep both your eyes and ears open, as not every rattler will rattle if you accidentally get too close too quickly. Luckily, they are usually just trying to get out of harms way if given a chance. Populations of these impressive creatures are dwindling almost everywhere they occur, so please watch out for them, and educate yourself and others about the important role they play in our environment.
In summer the empire of insects spreads. ~ Adam Zagajewski
Spiny Oak-Slug (click photos to enlarge)
In honor of BugFest happening today, I thought I would post another unusual caterpillar portrait – the Spiny Oak-Slug, Euclea delphinii.
Slug caterpillars move in a gliding fashion rather than the usual larval crawling motion
As a member of the slug caterpillar group, the Spiny Oak-Slug lacks the usual paired prolegs of most caterpillars and, instead, has medial sucker-like appendages on the first seven abdominal segments. This causes them to move in a gliding fashion, much like a slug, rather than the crawling motion of most caterpillars.
Both a beauty and a beast, the Spiny Oak-Slug is well armed with urticating spines
As you might suspect by its appearance, it is another of the stinging caterpillars, and can impart a painful stinging sensation to anyone that touches it. This species is highly variable in color, but all are well-armed with three pair of elongate spiny lobes on the front end and two pair on the rear. I have read that their sting is not quite as painful as some, but I think I’ll just take that as fact without any further testing. There are two generations per year in the south and the larvae feed on a variety of deciduous trees and shrubs (this one is on a species of willow). When you take a close look at this spiny mini-beast, you can’t help but admire the intricate detailing and patterns – such beauty in such an untouchable package.
…mysterious and little known organisms live within walking distance of where you sit. Splendor awaits in minute proportions.
~E.O. Wilson
Io Moth caterpillar (click photos to enlarge)
Here is another of my favorite caterpillars, the Io, Automeris io. Beautiful, but it is also one of the so-called “stinging caterpillars”. The urticating spines contain a venom that can cause a painful sting. I have found this species several times on a variety of host plats, this time on a willow here in Chatham County.
The bristly appearance of an Io larva from above
If ever there was a caterpillar that you should think to yourself, maybe I shouldn’t touch this, the Io is it. The large spines are in distinct clusters and are found over the entire dorsal surface of its body. They do not try to hide since they are well-armed against most predators.
Close up of caterpillar head showing ominous-looking clusters of spines
This one in in its last instar, and has crawled off the willow, indicating it may be ready to pupate. They form a loose, papery cocoon on the ground. I am hoping it waits until after BugFest, but only the Io knows for sure.
Never touch anything that looks like Donald Trump’s hair.
~Gwen Pearson
Puss Caterpillar, or is it? (click photos to enlarge)
I just love that quote. It is the title of an article in WIRED last week on a particularly painful caterpillar known by various names – Puss Caterpillar, Asp, and Southern Flannel Moth Caterpillar, Megalopyge opercularis. I find one of these every couple of years as I wander the woods and fields, especially in early September in preparation for the NC Museum of Natural Sciences’ biggest special event, BugFest. Years ago, I started a caterpillar tent at BugFest as a way to share my passion for all things caterpillar and now I volunteer at the event. People really do love to look at (and learn about) caterpillars. Most of the larvae are fun to raise, identify, and are totally harmless. But, there are a few that can inflict pain when touched. They have “urticating hairs” that contain venom. And this one is supposedly the most painful of all.
Next to last instar of Puss Caterpillar
I found one last week on a Red Maple. This species feeds on a variety of tree leaves, which fortunately makes it less likely someone will accidentally encounter one unless it falls out on you or you are climbing up there amongst them. This one looked a little different than most I have found, especially in its more strawberry-blonde coloration. But there was something else I couldn’t quite peg. I found an incredible online resource on these moths and their larvae that helped me see the reason (see http://entnemdept.ufl.edu/Creatures/MISC/MOTHS/puss.htm). Turns out, the color can vary from grayish-brown to tan. The big thing I learned was about the different looks of this caterpillar as it goes through its various molts (instars). The caterpillar had become still a couple of days ago and made a silken pad for itself on a leaf. This is usually a sign of impending change, a molt. After reading more about it and seeing pictures of the last two instars of these larvae, I went out to look at my Puss Caterpillar again.
Puss Caterpillar, last instar
It had molted and, did indeed, look different, more like the pictures you usually see in field guides (most guides use an image of the caterpillars in their last instar as the key for identification). The color was slightly darker, with more tints of gray. It had some noticeable tufts on each side, tipped in white. And the whole effect was as if someone had given the furry little guy a good combing and maybe put some mousse in to tidy up the hairs, especially along the dorsal crest and “tail”. I looked for the shed, but, as the reference stated, most usually eat their shed skin, and it appears mine followed suit.
Top view of next to last instarTop view of last instar
While transferring the caterpillar back into its cage, I did what I really did not want to do – I accidentally touched it. Just a glancing brush, with my knuckle. I immediately pulled away and said a few choice words, expecting the worst. I have been “stung” by a few other species in the past, and most felt like a wasp sting, the pain usually dissipating in a few minutes. This one started out with a mild stinging sensation, but then seemed to move deeper. Soon, it felt as if my knuckle bones had been shot with some painful solution. Luckily, I had apparently just barely touched it, so the pain did not spread as I have read it often does. The knuckle soreness lasted several hours and then finally faded. I made a promise to myself to be extra careful when anywhere near these little “fur balls”. There is a lot of good information on the referenced site, so rather than repeating it all here, I refer you to the Featured Creatures page on this species from the University of Florida. If you want to see this, other cool caterpillars, and lots of interesting displays on all things arthropod-ish, be sure to come to BugFest at the NC Museum of Natural Sciences in downtown Raleigh this Saturday, September 20. And remember, if you see something that looks like a crawling eyebrow or that rich guy’s windblown coiffure, don’t pet it.
This weekend, while I was picking beans in the garden, I felt I was being watched. I looked around, and, sure enough, had a visitor.
Eastern Box Turtle in garden puddle (click photos to enlarge)
It was a beautiful Eastern Box Turtle, Terrapene carolina. This one was particularly striking, with a bright, bold pattern on both its shell and head.
Close up of the head of male Eastern Box Turtle
I suspected it was a male just from the bright colors (they often are brighter), and as I got a closer look, I saw another indicator of maleness in Eastern Box Turtles, red eyes. Males usually have red irises, females have yellow or brown irises. Of course, the best indicator is a concave area on the underside of its shell (plastron) if its a male; females are flatter.
Intricate patterns of an Eastern Box Turtle from above
Archie Carr, the famous Florida naturalist, once wrote, “Everyone likes box turtles”. I think he is right. Everyone I know pauses when they see one and many will stop a car and rush to help one across a road (cars are one of the primary causes of death in box turtles). Perhaps because of their endearing qualities, they were named the state reptile of North Carolina in March of 1979. I was looking for a quote about box turtles when I came across a newspaper article published the day after the NC Senate approved the bill making that designation official. Some members of the House had spoken in favor of box turtles while a few of the representatives from the mountains questioned an eastern turtle’s ability to represent our state’s western region (I guess the name Eastern Box Turtle overshadowed the fact that the turtles are found throughout the state). The bill’s sponsor, Rep. Chris Barker, wore a turtle embroidered vest, had a small child bring in two turtles in a box, and spoke highly of the turtle’s qualities that would make it a good representative of our state. “In order for a turtle to make progress, he must stick his neck out. I think state officials and the General Assembly should emulate this”. Of course, it should come as no surprise that there were some dissenting opinions, although it was only one no vote in the Senate. That Senator explained it this way – “I don’t feel we should be represented by something that sticks its head in a shell and forgets what’s going on”. Hmmm, guess it always depends on how you look at something. At least most people like the turtle…
…a wonderful creature, when we consider his form, nature and disposition…he is never known to strike until he is first assaulted or fears himself in danger, and even then always gives the earliest warning by the rattles at the extremity of his tail.
~William Bartram, 1791
I made some time last week to do a day trip down to eastern North Carolina for some wildlife viewing. Spent the morning at the Pungo Unit at Pocosin Lakes NWR, but saw only a few butterflies and birds, along with a friend from the area. We chatted for awhile and exchanged notes on our lack of wildlife encounters that morning. After that, I decided to head over to Alligator River NWR and see what might be moving around over there. I did eventually spot a couple of bears and some cool insects (more on the bugs in a later post). I also came across a roadkill Cottonmouth. It saddens me anytime I see animals hit by cars, but especially on these wildlife refuges, where the gravel roads, and the purpose of the place, should slow people down enough that they can avoid most animals before making them a casualty. I was headed out for the long trip home when I came across what looked like another roadkill snake. As I opened the door, I thought I saw a flicker of movement, so I got out and took a closer look.
Young rattlesnake in road (click photos to enlarge)
I could see it was a small rattlesnake, about 13 or 14 inches total length. It had flattened its body but was not moving. I grabbed a twig from the roadside and gently touched its tail…the head jerked toward the twig. The little guy was alive after all. The grayish color and small size at first made me think this could be a Pygmy Rattlesnake, a species of small rattler found primarily in this part of the state. But the pattern didn’t seem right from what I remembered seeing before. It took comparing the images with some field guides and consulting a herper friend when I got back, to confirm that it was, instead, a very young Canebrake Rattlesnake, (Crotalus horridus). Canebrakes are what most people call the Timber Rattlesnakes that are found in the Coastal Plain. Those in the Coastal Plain tend to be lighter in color than those in the mountains and usually have an orange or brown stripe running down the middle of the back.
A young Canebrake Rattlesnake
After reading more about this species, I think this one could have been a very young Canebrake. Females typically give birth in August or September, to anywhere from 4 to 20 young, that average about 13 or 14 inches in length.
Closeup of head and button of young Canebrake Rattlesnake
Young snakes usually have very conspicuous body patterns and an enlarged button at the end of their tails instead of the segmented rattle of larger specimens.
The snake was very docile as I tried to help it get out of the road
As I gently nudged the snake back toward the woods with the twig, it occasionally curled up in a defensive posture, but never struck. When it finally reached the vegetation, it picked up speed and disappeared into the thicket. It was a privilege to see this, my first young rattlesnake, and to ensure that it made it at least one more day in what could be a long life. Studies have shown that female Timber Rattlesnakes may not reach sexual maturity for 5-10 years and then may only have young every 3 or 4 years. Populations are believed to be declining throughout much of their range due to habitat destruction and human-related activities, so I’m glad this one is in a relatively safe habitat…maybe I’ll see it again on a future visit.
Morning Glory is the best name, it always refreshes me to see it.
~Henry David Thoreau
Some parts of the garden are starting to wind down now, but the wilder side is still full of life and beauty. The cooler nights and recent rains have perked things up a bit, the scattered wildflowers are in full bloom, the bean plants are still producing, and the fall garden veggies are just coming into their own. But twining everywhere along the fences and any place I haven’t weeded in the past few weeks are the tubular flowers of Morning Glory.
Common Morning Glory twining in the garden (click photos to enlarge)
Morning Glories belong to the family, Convolvulaceae. The largest in my garden are the deep purple flowers of the Common Morning Glory, Ipomoea purpurea.This genus also contains one of my favorite food plants, Ipomoea batatas, the Sweet Potato. That important North Carolina crop forms roots as it trails along the ground. The edible “potatoes” are food storage structures on the roots. Sweet Potatoes are not related to our other types of edible potatoes. Interestingly, the seeds of certain species of Morning Glory are considered toxic, but have been used by some native peoples as ceremonial hallucinogens and for medical purposes.
Common Morning Glory flowers are up to 3 inches across
Common Morning Glory is a strikingly beautiful species believed to be native to Central and South America. It has naturalized throughout most of the temperate portions of the world. Considered a noxious weed by many, it is also planted as an ornamental and has many cultivars. I allow mine to grow and bloom, but usually do a heavy weeding in the Fall. Seeds are still scattered over the garden and require frequent weeding, but the beauty of the flowers and their attractiveness to bees, butterflies, and hummingbirds must help soften my outlook a bit.
Morning Glory flower with rain drops
As the name implies, Morning Glory flowers open for a few hours in the morning and then start to close later in the day. Most flowers open for only one day.
Back side of flower
These past couple of days, the flowers have been coated with rain drops, adding to their beauty. The flowers are simple, yet elegant, even when viewed from the back side.
Morning Glory flower bud, aperture priority, no flash
The creases and bold lines are remnants of the curved folds in the flower in its bud stage.
Morning Glory flower bud, manual mode with twin flash
The flower buds are beautiful structures, reminding me of some sort of cherry-flavored soft serve ice cream in a green cone.
Flowers close late in the afternoon
I went out a little while ago and the flowers I had looked at earlier today were all closed. I am guessing that these will fall off before tomorrow morning, but maybe some will live to open another day…we will see.
One flower may be finished while another waits its turn
When I was out checking on the status of the blooms, a hummingbird was busy nectaring at the few flowers that remained open. Even when closed, the patterns are intriguing if you take the time to give them a closer look.
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