A whole month has passed? I kind of feel like I forgot to do my homework but maybe I can scrape together a few things for Tina’s Wildlife Wednesday.
I’ve been on a rampage lately learning as much as I can about propagating Texas native plants. I thought I was getting the hang of things but then one morning I saw a tiny frog sprouting in one of the pots. Okaay. Austin is even weirder than I could have guessed.
More signs of winter’s approach …
A jogger passing by saw me taking this bird photo and exclaimed, “Oh! They are so beautiful! What are they?” Which just goes to prove that everyone has a soul mate somewhere — even the most despised among us. The answer, of course: lowly starlings. They’ve already put on their speckled winter costumes and bandit masks.
When I stopped to take this next photo I once again drew a crowd. “Oh, it is so beautiful! What is it?” I guess people see a person with a camera and think the bearer must be some kind of expert. If only they knew the truth!
Naturally, I had to find out as soon as I got home. Everyone reading this probably already knows it is a Gulf fritillary but this butterfly was new to me. Judging from its travel worn appearance it probably just flew in on the overnight from Buenos Aires.
It was resting near some lantana with flowers mirroring the same shade of orange. What a mug! Their faces look cartoon-like. The white spots on the wings looked more like silver in person.
Not all insects are crowd pleasers … (but I think they are grand)
Not one person stopped to ask about this next insect. But. Spotted wings. Red eyes. Yellow body.
Another overlooked insect. Bottoms up! Now it is my turn to ask: Oh! It is so beautiful. What is it?
And a little about the birds and the bees …
Now that I know they are there I’ve been looking for crows. No luck. I did see and hear many mockingbirds. TexasDeb tells me that in the fall the males sing and sing to attract mates and implied that the music is really all about sex! How crass. ;)
I prefer to think they are actually getting medieval on us — singing glorious songs of courtly love. Luckily, I speak a little bird. This is a portion of what I heard:
Lady birds hear this song!
Love is an agarita berry.
Look past the thorns of this world.
I offer to you my tiny heart
Bursting with sweet promise …
The power of his verse kind of gets lost in the English translation. I realize now I should have just recorded a sample.