The main pond near the parking area at Yellow River Marsh Preserve in late February. |
Once again, Dakota Wilson is along for the adventure. Some of the wet hardwood forests around the marsh are beautiful. |
Schistocerca americana, the American bird grasshop per. In spite of its rather southerly position, this species cannot tolerate hot weather; it migrates north in the summer. |
A nice panoramic view of the pond shore. At its deepest, it would have still been below my waist. |
Late evening on the first day of March in Yellow River Marsh Preserve State Park. |
This is some species of crab-like orb spider. It seems that, before the park's establishment in 2000, Yellow River Marsh was the location of some kind of homestead. |
The above three photos are demonstrating the tree species that grow in the park. Once again, I really don't know where to start in identifying these. Oh! How I wish there was a botanist at hand! What I would give to be in the field with a herbaceous expert! One day, I hope to know enough about the green things in our world to be my own expert, but time is limited. I guess I'll just wait until next year when I take Botany as a biology elective. On the left is what I take as Ischnura hastata, the citrine forktail damselfly. On the right is one of the little crayfish that call the marsh home. This one was caught as I watched salamander larvae and tadpoles in a pool. Below are some tracks. I think the one set may be a white-tailed deer fawn, but I have little idea of what the other one is.
As you may have noticed, I am fairly uncertain about about the identity of some of the organisms I have encountered. If you have any idea what these species are, PLEASE let me know. Thanks.
My final visit to the Yellow River Marsh was late on my last evening in Florida-- I would be leaving to fly home at 5:30 in the morning the next day. I'm glad I stopped by once more though because there were four gems of nature waiting for me. First, the pitcher plants were now in bloom! Along with some other wildflowers.
After I'd taken plenty of photographs of the pitcher plants, I noticed my second star. At first I thought it was a snake, but a closer look revealed the obvious: it was a glass lizard: an American legless lizard. Unlike snakes, it has eyelids and a lateral fold of skin down its side. It took to the water when pursued. I had to be careful handling it; they are known to drop their tails. Hence the name "glass lizard." This was the second glass lizard I've ever caught.
I've noticed a trend with these glass lizards; they are never far from water. The juvenile a caught at west campus last year was also near water and seemed to readily take to it. Seems to be rather unusual for a lizard, but most of the things I find in Florida are a surprise. Just finding this gorgeous turquoise speckled beauty was the most delightful surprise of the year. Until the next one...
We took a look at a cricket frog singing in the reeds at the ponds edge before making our way through the grass back to the car. Crossing the ground in front of me was the most beautiful creation I'd ever seen; a corn snake. I instantly fell in love, but I don't think he was loving me.
This guy was so stunning and so drop-dead gorgeous, I couldn't take my hands off him. He tried to bite me, striking whenever I was even close to being in range, but I was never tagged. How could anyone hate such a beautiful face? Orange, white, black-- It's "the Halloween snake." But I don't celebrate Halloween so maybe its more like "the harvest snake." It seems fitting since corn snakes are often found around or near farms. One of the greatest means of pest control available, they are better at eradicating mice and rats than the pest control guy and your cats combined.
I wanted to kiss him on the lips, but I think he would have given me a bloody one!
Caleb these are incredible. That snake is absolutely beautiful. What a wonderful creation. I also loved the pitcher plants. And the glass lizard... Wow! What a wonderful way to end the semester. I'm so glad that you and dad went for one last jaunt. xoxo mom
ReplyDeleteYa, we had fun that trip! You didn't mention the whiperwill or poorwil we heard. I hadn't heard one in years, dad
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