Sunday, August 26, 2007
A Sunday Walk
Let's walk together ...
Earlier this summer, Thingfish23 and his lovely wife took a walk around Pure Florida HQ with me. Along the way, we admired this old oak and the large, owl-sized cavity opening in its trunk. A couple of weeks ago, I looked out the kitchen window as I washed some dishes and noticed something odd in the usual backyard vista.
The old oak had snapped off right at the point where the cavity had been. This old tree has been shedding tree-sized megabranches for years now, but this time the primary trunk was down.
I can't help admiring it's tenacity and refusal to go quietly.
If a tree says, "Hell no, I won't go!" in a forest and there's no one around, did it make any noise?
We may never know.
Lets see ... just how tired of walking into spider webs this summer am I?
Let me count the ways...
1) Don't even bother telling me how beautiful or good spiders are ... this is FC you're talking to ... I know all that and they still creep me out.
2) When I take a stick and gently take them off their porch webs and set them out in the woods, I want a little appreciation from them ... not a return to the porch by the very next dawn.
3) Ick!! It's a little embarrassing to squeal and do the slappy hand spider removal dance every time I stroll into these silken spider poo meshes of doom.
Yesterday evening, as the sun just dipped behind the treetops, I spotted the pileated bouncing around in my young magnolia tree.
He's so big and the branches are so limber that he was getting a heck of a trampoline effect and I was getting a card full of fuzzy woodpecker pics.
Finally, I gave up shooting pics and just watched him. He seemed to be after something and I'm pretty sure it was magnolia fruits like the one above. He worked and worked until this one fell and then I think I spooked him. When I walked under the tree, there were lots of these on the ground. In case you are not familiar with the mostly tropical magnolia family, these seed pods should stay on the tree for a while. Most of them just opened up.
So, birders, do pileateds eat fruity seeds along with their bug entrees?
Look at that rascal! Who needs imaginary ivory bills when you've got real pileateds?
The king is dead, long live the king.
Calm down X-File birders ... I'd love to eat my words on this one ... just don't think I'll have to do so.