Category: Nature
The yard, pond, seasons, animals …
Does Paradise Exist?
June 12, 2020 @ 2:16 pmA Pond Loving Morning with Charlie
June 7, 2019 @ 1:41 pmWinter in the Backyard
March 16, 2019 @ 1:24 pmPond – Late Spring, Early Summer
June 28, 2018 @ 2:18 pmCatching up, since last fall. The Minnows made it through the winter. They patrol the pond, and are busy breeding under the water lilies – you see ripples coming from the edges of the lily pads. Haven’t seen a blue gill yet – hmmmm. Of course, there are frogs, toads, etc. And flying birds. And snakes. And turtles. And fishing birds – Herons. The odd duck or two – they never stay. And beauty. So much so – I had to take some pics, and put em here.
Charlie says good bye …
Water as Smooth as Glass – A Pond in Early Fall
September 11, 2017 @ 10:09 pmYard and Pond – Late August
August 28, 2017 @ 12:17 pmLife Underwater – What a Minnow Sees
June 1, 2017 @ 4:28 pmWanted to see what the minnows breeding under the water lilies saw. So, I stuck a GoPro onto the end of a long slender board (inside a waterproof case), started up the camera, turned on the video – and shoved it underwater. Just to see if there was anything worth filming. Had to shoot blind, as there was no feedback from the GoPro. This is the result – somewhat edited.
In the first scene, there are two minnows, swimming under the lily pads. Turns out these Fathead Minnows attach their eggs to the bottom of just about anything. For my pond, lily pads fit the bill. The male takes care of the egg bundles, after the female deposits them.
If you look carefully, you can see a couple other minnows as well.
By the Side Door
May 24, 2017 @ 1:29 pmMuskrats – the battle begins
May 24, 2017 @ 1:15 pmDown at the pond, this morning …
I found some muskrat tells …
3 lily pads, separated at the base of the stem, from the tuber. Meaning it was likely done by a muskrat gnawing on the tuber.
They were all in the same spot – the NW corner, where I’d found a single lily pad 2 days back.
So – I called the trapper – leaving a phone number this time. And, he called back. But … he’s out of town for 3-4 weeks, at a trappers convention, no less (who knew?).
So again – undaunted – I went down to the pond – and found two old traps. Pulling one out that I’d set last winter (it was empty and sprung).
And I set one, and put it right here …
Just like this …
Hoping for the best. I simply hate muskrats.