Weedpicker's Journal:

Cuddlin' in Cleveland

2012-01-31T20:06:00.000-06:00

Our North Coast- Cleveland, Ohio- has been rocking the news all across the state with the new opening of the Greater Cleveland Aquarium. Today my daughter sent a photo of a couple of baby gators cuddlin' under the heat lamp and I intend to see them in person later in this week. That will make me feel a bit better about missing the Space Coast Birding Festival this year! Hey Florida friends- we got gators too!

Brr, it is cold in Cleveland!

These cuddle bums are still babies, about 3 months old. American Alligators, commonly called gators, grow

about a foot a year. Gators max out around 16 ft, but are usually less than 10 feet. If you get close enough, and take a good looky at their smile you can tell these are gators, not crocodiles. Gators have a more rounded snout and their teeth fit nicely in the mouth. Crocs have gnarly teeth hanging out all over the place. Florida is the only place you can find both, although alligators perfer brackish water.

A big shout out to my duaghter, JJ, for the photo from the new aquarium and congratulation to her for landing a job as a biologist/aquarist back home in Ohio. It is nice to have her back after stints in Miami and Philadelphia. I am looking forward to the full tour at her new job. More photos to come!

Cawing all Crows

2012-01-29T08:39:00.000-06:00

Everyone respects the intelligence and resourcefulness of a crow. Some people just don't know it yet. It is not their fault; they just didn't understand the mystique of the bird, until now.

In an effort to enhance the American Crows' standing in Mansfield, Gorman Nature Center and Greater Mohican Audubon dreamed up an educational experience to banish all the ignorance surrounding crows.

The first sampling of 45 Richland County folks to be inoculated with "crow love."

Steve McKee offered a program about the winter roosting habits of our American Crows, starting with their collective name. A group of crows is called a "murder". How cool is that? Mansfield is one of the mid-sized cities to be blessed with a mega-murder winter roost in Ohio. This year it was estimated to number 30,000+ crows.

Why do crows roost together in the winter? For protection and security, perhaps even for heat. Urban areas offer a bit of ambient light and warmth. Crows gather at night, wary against their main predator- the Great Horned Owl. To learn much more about crows, click on this Cornell "crowfacts" link which is filled with fabulous information.

After the program, Steve lead the attendees out into Mansfield for a wild car chase- in search of crows! Irene is smiling just to have survived long enough to tell the tale!

The crow-active crowd gathers on the street. Passers-by ask, "What's the excitement about?"

INCOMING CROWS!

The wing beats and cawing of a thousand crows is a breath-taking sight. The bats in Texas or Sandhill Cranes in Bosque del Apache have nothing on our Mansfield Murder.

Jan Ferrel and the JNATS (Junior Naturalists) are all over it!

As the birds settle in for the night, we mid-Ohioans counted ourselves lucky and rich in crows.

And what is the "plus" of a winter crow roost? Besides the sight of a natural history wonder, and the resonating "coos" of a late night roost, crows do great community service. They are the ultimate recyclers. When the Turkey Vultures take off for the winter to seek more temperate climes, the crows remain.

Who removes the dead 'possums from the roads? Crows do. Who eats thousands of rodents and snakes? Crows do. And if you stop to wonder what our world would look like with no "recyclers" to do our dirty work, consider the crow. And you will become a fan too.

Maybe they need a Facebook page.

Mohican John's River

2012-01-25T19:24:00.000-06:00

Mohican's Covered Bridge is an icon of the natural areas in my parts. And as many times I have been there in the last 6 years, it always offers something new.

Recently, the tale of "Mohican John" was unfolded to me. The first surveyors encountered him on the river, and the rest is history. Or at least frequently told folklore.

But the real story of Mohican revolves around the water. Water that trickles through the sandstone and forms rivulets coursing down to the river. Water that nourishes spring wild flowers and fruit along the riverine corridor.

Flowering Raspberries grow near the covered bridge, enlarged, soft purple flowers that far surpass the beauty of most members of the Rubus family.

The water flows cold and free.

The fish are (almost) fearless.

And hemlock line the trails, giving shade to the hikers and creating habitat for Winter Wrens.

The waters of the Mohican are pristine and pure. It is one of Ohio's Scenic Rivers. And those of us who live here feel it is important to keep it that way.

Thinking about...

2012-01-24T07:36:00.000-06:00

It is a dreary day in mid-Ohio, our six inches of snow has melted into standing water and soggy lawn. But have no fear! We are reaching in to the grab-bag of photos I have been using to build some power-point programs I'll be giving in a month or so.

So prepare yourself for some sunshine from the Buckeye State!

A Common Buckeye butterfly on Riddell's Goldenrod.

The pugnacious attitude and beautiful color-spots on the buckeye has always made it a special butterfly for me. As a child, it was a real treat when we found them in the mid-late summer. But they were not guaranteed every year. I suspect they are more commonly found in the last decade, as the numbers of many southern migratory butterflies are on the rise.

Don't think that is an indicator of climate change? Try taking that up with the Buckeyes.

Buckeye Caterpillars- Ah, what could be cuter than baby pictures?! These are baby buckeyes in the making. And if you are having a hard time thinking that caterpillars are your "thing," think of them as butterflies or bird food. Or, biodiversity.

Nature doesn't live in a vacuum. We don't get to pick and choose. Just as we can't have kittens without cats, we can't have butterflies without caterpillars. And we won't have birds without caterpillars either, since they are a primary food for growing young birds.

Hope you will be joining me at one or more of the programs this spring, I look forward to meeting new friends and catching up with nature lovers of all kinds. Check the side panel for dates and locations of some wonderful gardening and birding events.

A little birdie told me...

2012-01-22T08:16:00.000-06:00

Spring may seem a long way away, but I assure you it will be here in no time. Nature lovers and bird watchers everywhere will soon be celebrating the annual migration of the most spectacular display of miniature rainbows- the neo-tropical warblers.

Canada Warbler- photo by Dave Lewis

Winging across the continent on northward flights to their breeding grounds, these tiny birds can catch the imagination of the winter-worn environmentalist and even the most jaded industrialist alike. The story is as old as time, and many of us hope to spread the story through tourism and educational programs. Ohio has a wealth of natural areas, birds, trees, flowers and insects that need our attention and protection.

The future world would be a better place if we started to cater to the needs of these species, as many are bioindicators. When life here on earth is no longer suitable for them, it will not be long until it will not be suitable for humans either.

Blackburnian Warbler- photo by Dave Lewis.

To get the complete spring experience, one will want to start in Shawnee Forest in southern Ohio in late April /early May. Flora-Quest makes it easy for you- our experts guides will take you right to the plants, butterflies and birds you are longing to see.

Greg Miller will be leading our birding trip, and also a Birding Road Trip for the Biggest Week in American Birding. If you want to do a full-sweep of warblers in Ohio, you'll want to start with us in Adams and Scioto Counties.

Registration is now open for Flora-Quest and will soon be open for Biggest Week in American Birding.

>Be certain to visit Dave Lewis at Birds from Behind blog and you'll see Ohio's birds from a whole new perspective.

Where Cheetahs... prosper

2012-01-18T19:49:00.000-06:00

It doesn't take much encouragement to talk me into spending extra time at The Wilds. After our OOS outing on Saturday, several of us spent the night and lucked into a very special tour on Sunday morning.

A tour that had me seeing SPOTS....

on the Cheetahs at the Wilds! Rather exciting to be within yards of these lean, not so mean, carnivores. These boys are built for speed and unlike most cats do their hunting mid-day. Hence the black eye-stripes a la pro-football players, possibly having evolved to reduce the sun's glare.

As we toured the mid-sized carnivore compound, we learned that some lucky "cheetahs" do prosper. Especially the ones living here. Not only do they get shelters with heated concrete floors, their meals are delivered to their door. But this is no ordinary zoo setting, it is where the Columbus Zoo has an active breeding program. Oh, yeah. The big cats here have plenty of room and families are kept together. Cheetahs males live and travel with their birth brothers, forming a "coalition" where they hunt and feed together all their lives. Females live singularly.

POOR Steve. This bro has some broken toes so he is healing in a facility away from his brothers, for the time being. As soon as he is better he will return to the large area where the cheetah boys run and play.

The Wilds' carnivore guy is Juston (on the right), he has a million stories to tell of these cats and it is easy to see how much he respects and enjoys the animals- and his job.

"Bolt" and "Cecelia" are Steve's siblings awaiting his recovery in the large grassy compound. Note the cat walks high above the fenced in area, where tourist can enjoy unhindered views of the mid-sized cats at rest and play. I am looking forward to returning to the Wilds in the summer, where I can watch the animals at length and hope to get a gander at the new cubs that were born on Halloween! Go here for the news story.

Going...Wilds!

2012-01-16T18:42:00.000-06:00

Each year the Ohio Ornithological Society hosts a winter event that should be called-

"Birders- Gone Wilds!"

We meet up in Muskingham County, 15 or so mile east of Zanesville in the vast acreage of grass lands at the Wilds. This is a restoration area from the days of strip mining. The landscape has been drastically changed from the days of hill sides mined for coal to moonscapes replanted in grasses to reduce erosion. The International Center for the Preservation of Wild Animals, Inc. has become an extension of the Columbus Zoo and a premiere spot for breeding endangered animals.

But it is not the endangered animals that attract this crowd. This is half of our 100 plus crowd of bird watchers who come each year to see winter grass land birds like Northern Harrier, Rough-legged Hawk, and Short-eared Owls.

Marc Nolls (above) helps us organize the event each year, while Julie Davis lined up the guides. We couldn't make this event run without volunteers- Especially the folks in the field leading trips..

like Kenny Davis! He takes his job pretty seriously, even working through his lunch hour.

A couple of years ago the OOS Conservation committee worked the Wilds and AEP to install Kestrel boxes and raptor posts throughout the grass land. It was exciting to see this Rough-legged Hawk teed up just was we had hoped. There was also a Short-eared Owl perched atop a Kestrel box- barking his little heart out. But DUH, I missed the shot!

The Wilds event is always a lot of fun and a great opportunity for many birders to see some unusual winter raptors for the first time. It is one of the many excellent programs OOS has sponsored over the last 8 or so years. Go to www.ohiobirds.org to learn more about this fine organization and good work we do.

Hope to see you next year at the Wilds!

Shawnee- Firetower Hike

2012-01-10T09:09:00.000-06:00

Shawnee State Park and Forest, a breath taking view from the firetower.

Good fortune placed me near Portsmouth Ohio this weekend, in order to accomplish some Flora-Quest business. The weather, low 60's in January, was too perfect to pass up on the opportunity to hike with some friends- starting at the firetower.

Speaking of breath taking, this is certainly the tallest firetower I have climbed. THAT was breath-taking!

Jenny Richards led the hike and she started us out with a good look from the inside of the tower. What a thrill that was! I can't imagine the day when someone spent hours upon hour in that high roost top, watch for forest fires.

Doug and Connie were along for the hike. We have met before at Flora-Quest events. One of the best parts of attending Flora-Quest in Shawnee is the interesting people you meet.

Bob Scott Placier and John Howard were along for the afternoon as well. Both are excellent naturalist and guides for Flora-Quest. In fact, the top twenty reasons for attending Flora-Quest are the guides.

Most are full-time naturalists, many retired or currently working for the state. They have a wealth of knowledge to share and the small groups allow them to teach more about flowers, trees, birds, rocks and butterflies.

The trips descriptions for 2012 are nearly finished- and you will soon find them on line at http://www.flora-quest.com/. Can't wait to see you there!

Mansfield's Well-traveled Rufous

2012-01-06T22:20:00.000-06:00

Once again, Mansfield has hosted a winter Rufous Hummingbird!

This shy gal was perched well out into the yard, difficult to photograph.

Her favorite roost was within the boughs of a Blue Spruce. Nice an toasty in there, well out of the wind and snow.

Our friend Allen Chartier traveled down from Michigan to band the bird, while homeowner, Barb, anxiously photographs the whole examination. Even the surprise...

This bird has already been banded! After the surprise of having a winter re-capture hummingbird, Allen checks his files and find - it was his bird originally. (The band in this photo is highlighted)

Proud homeowner Barb, releases the hummingbird unharmed, while Steve McKee looks on and expert bander Allen Chartier takes photos. It was certainly a day Barb will never forget!

Allen's take on the full account it posted below:

Date: Wed, 4 Jan 2012 19:52:39 -0500

Ohio Birders,

On October 20, 2009 I banded an adult female Rufous Hummingbird near 
Loudonville, Ashland County,Ohio where she was First Observed on October 24 and Last Observed on November 9, 2009.

On December 18, 2010, Fred Bassett recaptured her in Pensacola, Florida (I`don't have FO and LO dates).

Today (January 4, 2012), I caught her again, this time in Mansfield,
Richland County,Ohio. She has been on site there since about November 1. The homeowner prefers not to host visitors as they have a small house and`yard, with limited parking. This is about 15 miles NW of where she was`originally banded in 2009(and less than 2 miles from where another Rufous`was banded in 2007).

This is only the second Rufous Hummingbird confimed as a returnee to Ohio`(none yet in Michigan or Indiana).

Since she was banded in 2009, she has likely flown at least 15,000  miles,including two returns in summer back to her breeding area somewhere in the Pacific Northwest (from Oregon to southern Alaska). She is also at least 3 years 6 months old.

Amazing!

--
Allen T. Chartier
Inkster, Michigan
Email: amazilia3 AT gmail.com
Website: www.amazilia.net
Blog: http://mihummingbirdguy.blogspot.com/

Birding with the Amish

2011-12-30T21:37:00.000-06:00

Christmas Bird Counts in Wayne and Holmes counties often include a large number of Amish birders, many of them teenagers. I enjoy the eagerness in which they approach the subject. Nothing gets past their keen eyes and ears.

Last weekend this group of young men had an unusual find in the Secrest Aboretum. A December White-eyed Vireo! Vireos are insect eaters and the pickings are mighty slim by this time of year. All of its relatives have long gone south; this little slow-poke is an amazing find!

White-eyed Vireo on a Christmas Bird Count

In fact, it was significant enough Roger Troutman ( our count compiler) wanted a photo to document the little birdie. Since the Amish don't take photographs, Ryan Steiner and I were asked to show up with our cameras at the arboretum. Now this photo won't make it into National Geographic (or anywhere else for that matter) but it is diagnostic. The boys got their bird, and I was happy to help the young men out.

If you would like to know more about the Amish or even a bit about our birding experiences, Amish Values for your Family is a nifty book written by my friend, Susan Woods Fisher. Several chapters have back stories about birding with the Amish. Local birder, Bruce Glick is quoted regarding the Holmes County CBC.

One of the keys to success" Bruce writes, "is the encouragement of young birders. These youngsters can tag-along, gradually learning the birds, and eventually becoming leaders themselves. On the most recent Millersburg Christmas Bird Count were 113 participants, of which thirty were eighteen or younger. Many of these young folks are amazingly good birders already, having learned from older siblings, friends, and parents."

Tommorow is my last CBC for this year and we will likely get to see many fine young Amish birders in action once again. Wish us luck- and good weather!

Quote from Suzanne's book was with "Permission Granted by Revell Books"

Down at the Bog

2011-12-28T07:18:00.005-06:00

Oh, the places you will go on a Christmas Bird Count! My partner Ryan Steiner and I pulled the lucky task of having Brown's Lake Bog in our Wooster CBC route. This property is owned and managed by The Nature Conservancy and is a dedicated Ohio Division of Natural Areas and Preserves site.

Ryan clued me in to the great birding along this edge line. It was a happy spot for White-throated Sparrows, Tufted Titmice, Northern Cardinals and a calling Carolina Wren.

But always the weed-picker, I would not be satisfied until we had a quick peek at the bog mat in the center of this preserve. Growing out on the mats of lime green moss, we found our winter wonders. Pitcher-plants, Sarracenia purpurea are carnivorous plants, a rare find in Ohio due to their habitat requirements. Mid-Ohio especially, does not offer many kettle hole bogs.

Pitcher-plants, Sarracenia purpurea in winter.

It is a little easier to understand the Latin name's specific epithet "purpurea" once you've seen these plants in the winter! They take on a reddish-to-purplish hue due to anthocyanins- the same chemicals that make maple leaves change colors in the fall.

The pitchers weren't catching many flies on this chilly winter morning, but we looked deep into the pots for evidence of previous prey. Enlarge the photo and note the one-way (down-down-down) hairs that prevent a fly or beetle from crawling away from certain death. Sarracenia are exciting plants- anytime of year!

Welcome to the CBCs!

2011-12-23T07:06:00.001-06:00

Welcome! The next couple articles are on experiences on some local Christmas Bird Counts.

I am glad you joined me for a tour of our local birding spots, and I invite you to Saturday's Wooster CBC. Details can be found on the GMAS website.

Christmas Bird Counts are an important way to gather information on the changing populations of birds. They are also a lot of fun. If you were directed here by Jim McCarty's Aerial View you will want to roll down to the Dec. 19th Weekend CBC post. Thanks to Jim for the great reporting he does on our birds and birding community. I am certain that is the information that he wanted you to enjoy. The more recent post concerned some environmental issues we have been dealing with in Ohio. While I cannot turn my head and pretend I don't see these issue going on, I certainly would not use Jim as a platform for my causes.

So if you are new to CBC's and want an uplifting story GO Here. But if your are a regular birder, consider this- Ohio is undergoing some serious environmental issues. Remember to take part in protecting those birds we all love to see.

Best, Cheryl Harner

Lessons from a CBC

2011-12-21T16:38:00.000-06:00

The first place I head on a Christmas Bird Count- is for the water. Sunrise, birds stir, and fresh water is their first business of the day. Usually, I am waiting for them, beside this little stream.

Fresh Water: a guaranteed morning bird magnet.

Only this year it wasn't so fresh. Someone "forgot " their deer carcase under the bridge. It looked like a scene from "Dances With Wolves." Unbelievable! Who could be so thoughtless as to foul the water for everyone down stream?

The definition of a true friend: the guy who offers to help me get them out of the water and onto terra firma where crows and coyotes can get busy composting them. And- yes. We did it! Somehow, in the life of an environmental activist- for once it feels good to see immediate results- something tangible for your sweat and struggles.

Next stop: Mansfield Lahm Airport and one of our resident Kestrels teed up in view of the radar tower.

Lots of new road work being done out this way. In fact, we have a new injection well scheduled to go in. They will be transporting "fracking fluid" from Pennsylvania to be pumped under ground in Mansfield. Gee, I wonder why PA doesn't want it.

Irony. Clean Water- this is the neighbor of the injection well site. Unfortunately, Mansfield water may not be so clean if chemicals seep into our fresh water supply. But how will we ever know? They are not obligated to put any tracers or marker in the sludge they pump underground.

Maybe it is better to share our water with those dead deer? At least I can see them on the surface and know my water has been fouled.

Fresh water and injections wells, learn more about them in this amazing film clip The Divide on the GMAS Website. Click on VIDEO. It will give you a whole new perspective on the importance of our water.

A Weekend of CBC

2011-12-19T07:44:00.000-06:00

Christmas Bird Counts.

Many of my friends were in the field this weekend, doing our bit for "Citizen Science." We count birds. We count all the birds we can find in our section of a count circle. Lest that sound boring to you, I assure you it is a good time and generally we are keeping some pretty good company. Most of the best naturalists in Ohio participate in these counts because they know the long-term collection of this data is truly useful.

My section of the Mansfield count has several creeks. This deep, rocky gorge slices right through the property of the Springmill Elementary School and is one of my favorite places to walk. It is never too birdy, but the scenery is fabulous! A handful of Black-capped Chickadees and Tufted Titmice sing greetings from the trail's edge.

Sears Woods, Crawford County: Sunday's count
This legendary woods is an excellent spot to tally birds, and I was accompanied by one of Mid-Ohio's legendary birders- Gary Cowell. Nothing gets past Gary's keen eyes and ears. He has been one of my birding mentors for over eight years now, as he has led many an Audubon Bird Walk in Mohican Country. He is always a source of new bird information and with a little coaxing, will share his knowledge.

Gary is a true outdoorsman- totally attuned to nature. He studies the birds, their behaviors, habitats, and food sources. In his quiet way, he has done more to promote birding and environmentally sound practices in Richland county than anyone will ever know. He just quietly goes about doing the right thing, in his own "Gary" way.

Red-headed Woodpecker- photo from Dave Lewis.

Sears Woods is a sweet spot, a State Nature Preserve in Crawford County, and a sure fired location for these magnificent birds. We found four working the tree snags in the middle of Sears. Always a good day.

American Buffalo (Bison) or some type of near-related BEEFalo

Lest you think these birds counts are, well- for the birds- we see loads of other interesting things. One never knows what we will come upon in our our little counties. I had no idea there was a herd of Bison within 30 miles of my home.

Beautiful stream side walks, field time with friends and like minded individuals, and important data. Who knew "Citizen Science" could be so much fun? If you haven't come out for a CBC, get involved!

Call a local CBC compiler (found on the Audubon calendar) and offer to join in. They will start you out right- and pair you with an accomplished birder- so there is no reason to miss out on one of winter's best events.

More Winter Wonders

2011-12-14T22:30:00.000-06:00

Let's continue that winter walk in Mohican's Hog Hollow-

Hepatica, Heptica noblis

Durable leaves, with attractive mottling, stand up to winter's weather and eventually take on a lovely shade of purple. These used to be separated into sharp-lobed and rounded-lobed plants, but have been "lumped" in recent years. No matter what you call them, the blooms of this harbinger of spring is always a favored ephemeral. But even rarer- leaves that hold up so beautifully against the frost.

Chilly weather, the ice testifies. Interesting formations gathered at the ripples and falls along the creek.
"Ice Doodles" called by some, I wondered if there is a more scientific term?

A closer look reveals misshapen icicles, a scientific puzzlement. What could create the "belling" where one would expect a terminal end? Perhaps water temperatures mere inches away, super cooled (yet still liquid due to movement) affected the freezing process? Feel free to comment...

Crystal clear. Water. Perhaps the most precious of all of our Mohican area resources. If you think you can't live with out gas and oil, just try living without fresh water for a while.

Dec 12, 2011 An all-time early

record for emerging Skunk Cabbage, Symplocarpus foetidus?

Poking tips through the water, now ice. The earliest of all our spring botany, the Skunk Cabbage at Hog Hollow is getting a jump on the season.

Winter, just another season to botanize.

Winter's Green

2011-12-12T23:55:00.000-06:00

Seeking out winter's green is a most enjoyable way to spend a chilly morning, and Hog Hollow Trail at Mohican State Park and Forest hosted several attractive offerings.

Wintergreen, Gaulteria procumbens

Winner of the "Oh man this smells heavenly" Award, Wintergreen smells just like: wintergreen! Also known as Mountain-tea, because (yes, you guessed it) they made tea with this plant. Exceptionally lovely in snow, the apple red berries are a bit smaller than a concord grape.

Partridge Berry, Michella repans

A similar-looking, but more diminutive plant is the Partridge Berry. Large expanses were found along the trail, creeping along the higher, dry ground. The fruits are generally sparse, but this was a rather robust plant. The berries are smaller than wintergreen, closer in size to a pea.

Two "belly-button" spots mark each of the fruits, making this a stand-out among the creeping berries. They are the calyxes remaining from the two flowers which previously bloomed side-by-side with fused ovaries. Think of those spots as the bottom side of a little apple, same basic idea.

Michella repans in flower, line drawing from Wikipedia.

The drawing shows the delicate flowers blooming, two for each fruit. This is a rather unusual arrangement amongst plants.

BONUS: How many seeds does each fruit have?

They can contain up to eight seeds. However, they are difficult to propagate by seed and most partridge berries are reproduced by runners and cuttings (in commerical cultivation).

Report from Killdeer Plains

2011-12-07T20:34:00.001-06:00

Early December in Ohio can be quite picturesque -

Golden grasses on windswept plains

Snow laden clouds hung above pools of waterfowl.

Killdeer Plain's famous owl woods; we are searching for Long-eared Owls.

The best we could find was a sleepy Barred ( Bard?) Owl, perhaps with nom de plume Shakespeare, resting from his nightly work.

We had great company - Greg, Leslie Cornett and I ( not pictured) met up with Nina (the now near-famous salamander photographer and author) Harfmann and Tim Daniels, Division of Wildlife photographer.

The wet, open grass lands are excellent for Northern Harriers, once known as Marsh Hawks.

We didn't stay late enough today to see the Short-eared Owls, but they are back. This is one I photographed mid-day, a few years back.

Killdeer Plains Wildlife Area lies south of Upper Sandusky, Ohio. It is excellent for winter raptures, owls and migrating waterfowl. For more information click- here.

Purple Sandpiper teaches lake ecology

2011-12-04T18:30:00.000-06:00

Conneaut, Ohio. The most north-east you can go in Ohio without leaving the state. Sure, I could tell at least six different Conneaut jokes, as it has seen better days. Those days were centered around rail transport and Conneaut was king. Today, it remains a blue collar town with an active harbor. The only reason I could be persuaded to go to Conneaut (pronounced Konn-ee-ot' in Ohio) would be to see a good bird.

Purple Sandpiper. A good bird, in fact, a darn good bird for Ohio.

Occasionally found along Ohio's Lake Erie break walls, Purple Sandpipers have a habit of showing up in the worst of winter's weather. Usually snow is flying the break walls are sheeted with ice when these stout, short-legged birds come to call. However, we were not disappointed to view this bird as the thermometer shot up to the 50's. The hardy lakeshore-birding fanatics considered it light jacket weather!

A group of us passed a pleasurable 15 minutes or so, while the bird sorted through the piles of lake mussels at our feet. Several times the bird was so close were unable to photograph it. Such a problem.

Its bill opens slightly at the end for pinching out the collop of meat from the shell.

After a bit of thought, I wondered it the historical highs of zebra mussels (a non-native introduced by ships ballast water in the early 1980's) was impacting the number of Purple Sandpipers being seen along our lake? A quick "google" showed photo after photo of birds feeding on "Zebra mussels" and records indicate Ohio has recent reports of wintering birds. Not at all like the historical- "just passing through" behaviors of PUSA.

So could these mussels- an opportunity for easy food- be attracting or prolonging Purple Sandpiper's visits on our lake shore?

A. If you are only interested in Purple Sandpipers... you should skip on to the last photo.
B. If you are interested in lake ecology, you can continue to follow. Warning: I am about to go "geek" on you.
Now the news about non-native invasive mussels in Lake Erie. Seems those mussels are not Zebra mussels after all! Zebra mussels, Dreissena polymorpha in Lake Erie have lost the battle- to Quagga mussels,Dreissena rostriformis bugensis. A larger, but very similar species, which out performs the basic Zebra mussel in our cooler waters.

The following link is a fact sheet on Quaggas, the big winner in the lake invasion market. At least the 'Pipers find them tasty. http://nas.er.usgs.gov/queries/factsheet.aspx?speciesid=95

The break wall at Conneaut, the scene of the "crime" so to speak. Piles and piles of mussels shells could look mighty attractive to a Purple Sandpiper.

Wintering Atlantic coastal Purple Sandpipers ( photo taken in Maryland in 2008.)

Purple Sandpipers are the hardiest of the shorebird types, wintering on rocky east coast shorelines and jetties. I once witnessed a small wintering flock of 15 or so working the mossy rocks; they were giving no heed to humanoids nearby. These 'pipers will wing off to the Canadian high Arctic to raise their young, and are not likely to encounter humans again until returning to their coastal wintering grounds.

Great Lake Birding

2011-12-03T20:46:00.001-06:00

Ashtabula, Ohio found on the banks of Lake Erie and the river the Iroquois named Ashtabula: "River of many fishes." Industry has been a major component of this port since the city's beginning in 1803. It is still a bustling harbor, complete with ships, trains and many tons of coal and slag.

Ashtabula Harbor.

But this winter it has had a new component: Birders. Lots of and lots of birders have been making their way to key locations since mid November to view Ohio's rarest bird, the Black-tailed Gull.

The bird is in here- mixed in with about a bazillion other gulls. Although, we did get decent looks at it today, it is devilish hard to photograph from these distances. To learn more about this gull- pop over to Jim McCormac's Blog to get the complete low down and a photo.

The train yard is where my friends and I spent a good deal of our time today. There have been several reports of not one, but two Snowy Owls hanging about this area. Snowy's have long been known to winter on the Cleveland Lakefront, so this did not come as a huge surprise. Accustomed as they are to daytime feeding on lemmings, other mammals, and even birds, these grand creatures were seen early today hunting in the grassy area. They also have an affinity for break walls and water edges, not surprising as fish could be in their diet, according to Kaufman's Lives of North American Birds.

By the time we arrived the trains had been moving about, most likely scaring the birds out of the open yard. We relocated one on the break wall (circled in red). It wasn't a bad view from a scope, and one of the best part of birding for me is allowing other folks enjoy good views from our equipment. We met several nice people that would not have seen anything but that white dot- had they not looked through our scopes.

Snowy Owls are rarely easy finds in Ohio. Most are given to airport runways and other large open (tundra like?) areas where they are difficult to get to. However, a couple years ago, on a BSBO pelagic tour- we got our eye full of owl!

This young Snowy Owl was perched out in the open on the back side of Burke Lakefront Airport. We had spectacular views from the water. Most often Snowy Owls seen in Ohio are females or juveniles- which have dark streaking. Adult males have all white plumage, like the one we saw in the harbor today.

Birding an industrial sight always leaves me in wonderment. How many more birds might there be if the lake front was still a pristine environment instead of a coal yard? Moreover, why are these birds attracted to such high traffic areas as airports and city harbors? Maybe if we keep birdwatching long enough, someday we'll figure that out.

Mohican's Lyons Falls

2011-11-29T16:11:00.009-06:00

Mohican State Park could well be called the center of the universe- for a tree hugger in mid-Ohio. Within a 90 minute drive for over 7 million- yes, that is million- Ohioans, it is a verdant forest, boasting of an unglaciated gorge bisected by the Clear Fork River. Equal parts Canadian forest and high-and-dry oaks of a southern forest. The best of both worlds, hosting a multitude of breeding birds, including warblers, Bald Eagles and Osprey. Unusual plant communities include many species of ferns and several varieties of orchids.

Big Lyons Fall is accessed from the picturesque Covered Bridge trail.

It was a special treat to revisit this local landmark with a visiting friend from Belgium. We Americans tend to forget how truly extraordinary our State and National Parks are. For the first time in history land was set aside - for the pleasure of the common man- not kings or queens. It is our legacy and gift to preserve for future generations, and it is up to us to leave it unspoiled for those who follow.

Colm was appreciative of Little Lyons Falls as well. A steady stream of hikers passed through this area while we photographed the jagged rock and waterfall. One has to wonder if they know our Ohio state parks and forests are in danger of becoming industrial sites? How many fracking wells or timber sites will it take to mar the beauty and quietude of our pristine gorge?

It seems a poorly thought out plan to tout industry within a park to achieve finances for long deferred maintenance. Once the roads are over-burdened with semis hauling fracking fluid and timber, where will one go for the peace and sanctuary we have come to cherish? After all, who will want to visit our state parks? Will there be a need for improved lodging and facilities for anyone but the few gas workers and truck drivers?

Our natural areas are best kept natural. That gas has been in the ground for a long time now, and will keep for a few more years until we learn how to extract it safely without contaminating water and creating huge gas drilling "footprints" through out the park. If the state parks belong to the tax payers of Ohio, maybe some one should ask us how we feel about this plan.

Loons at Clearfork

2011-11-26T05:43:00.004-06:00

Most people were focused on a turkey on Thanksgiving Day, and our family did indeed participate in a food fest. But some unexpected birds also arrived in time for Thanksgiving.

Common Loon. Photo by Colm Otten.

Our nearby Clearfork Reservoir had a "fall out" of loons! Over 200 loons were found floating about on the day before thanksgiving, and continued on for two days. But even more impressive, two of those loons were Pacific Loons- extremely rare visitors to the state of Ohio.

Our family made several trips to see them, but there were a bit out of our camera's range.

Birders at Mansfield sailing Club. Photo by Colm Otten

There was much excitement among the birders, as we set up our scopes in front of the Mansfield Sailing Club. It provides a good overlook of the lake, which is need to sort through 200 loons. The Pacific is bit smaller, and more delicate looking bird than the Common Loon, a heavy bodied water bird. Pacific also have a distinctive "collar"marking just below its head. Bonus birds were a female Long-tailed Duck and 30 or so Red-breasted Mergansers swimming in formation.

Cheryl Harner and JJ Soski. Photo By Colm Otten

My daughters are home for the holiday, and JJ is visiting from Philadelphia- where she works at Adventure Aquarium. She is way more interested in fish than birds, but she humored her ma and visited the Clearfork with me.

If you have an interest in swimming with the sharks at her aquarium, JJ can fix you right up. It is a bit of a strange job, but someone has to do it. (I guess...)

Later in the day we caught this fabulous sunset on a hike from the other side of the reservoir. I must say this is one of my favorite views in Richland County, and I never tire of sharing it with friends and family.

Hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving!

Sky Cranes

2011-11-22T05:06:00.002-06:00

World weary and battered by the bad news on so many of Ohio's environmental fronts, a few of us went search of solace, healing and respite that only nature gives our souls. Steve McKee of Gorman Nature Center offered a woodpecker walk into the ravines of Mohican which provided some much need exercise and an end-of-day birding trip to the Funk Bottoms/Killbuck Wildlife areas south of Wooster provided an additional lift for our mood.

Sandhill Cranes aloft. Photo Greg Cornett

Nothing could be more magical than watching Sandhill Cranes in descending flight. Hanging mid-air, gently tipping outstretched wings to drop altitude: poetry in motion.

I have often watch Canada Geese perform this ballet while descending toward pond or corn field. The sheer size of these four-foot cranes magnify the seemingly impossible flight of these giant birds. Although I do not understand the principals of aviation (nor do I imagine the cranes know or care) the slow motion balance work is a miraculous sight. Legs dangling, delicately preparing for contact, these sandhill cranes remind me of living hang gliders.

Sandhill Cranes aground. Photo Greg Cornett

We spent a portion of our late afternoon with Sandhill Cranes, 104 at our last count, as they gathered for an evening roost. While this may not be the numbers of birds seen in Jasper-Pulaski, or Bosque del Apache, it is certainly a sight of merit within striking distance for mid-Ohioans. I know it set my world right.

As John Muir said, "Everybody need beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in where nature may heal and cheer and give strength to the body and soul."

Here our map to Rt 95 ( Blachleyville Rd) and S. Elyria Rd. near Funk-Bottoms Wildlife area with the bird site in red. The birds generally move around that area, sometimes seen in the corn stubble south of the church on the corner of Blachleyville Rd. Circle that block, and chances are good you may find a gathering. Or keep an eye skyward, and you'll likely see two or three coming and going during daylight hours.

Here's to Ohio and to all of the natural areas for birds, and nature's wonderous healing. May it continue to be so.

Clifton Gorge

2011-11-15T07:04:00.006-06:00

Lest you think colder weather would stop a Weedpicker, I assure you there is plenty to do and see in Ohio and beyond during the winter months. My lack of posting has more to do with some family celebrations and home repairs which have conspired to keep me house bound for a while. I did escape long enough to bring you some photos from one of Ohio's geologically significant locations, and a darn beautiful hiking trail: Clifton Gorge.

The Gorge is a melt-water ravine reminder of those glaciers a few years back- say 16,000 years ago- that cut a swath through the area that has become Clifton in Green County. The water runs through a deep channel, compressed into speeding rapids, which can NOT be recommenced for kayaks, unless you are in to sudden-death boating.

It is best to traverse these significant areas with guides who are familiar with the local flora and geological formations. You may well call this crew my three "wise-guides." Jim Davidson heads up these various daytime trips where we explore all manner of out-door offerings. Here they cast trained eyes upon the rock outcroppings along the trail.

Maidenhair Spleenwort, Asplenium trichomenes is still a lovely shade of green in spite of the cold. The Aspleniums come in many forms, the more common Ebony Spleenwort is more vertical in stature and fairly common throughout woodland edges. This unusual form is a rock-loving, diminutive species, which does look fairly similar.

Here is the Cliton Gorge Holy Grail! Wall-Rue, Asplenium ruta-mararia grow only on vertical faces of rock walls. This fern's pinnae do indeed resemble the common garden rue.

In the past we have nearly stood on our heads and hung off of cliffs to find samples if this significantly rare plant. Today, we stumble on a grouping in plain sight along the trail.

Maybe late fall/ winter is a good time to go a' ferning. We won't get distracted by the other botany!

Standing Stone

2011-11-08T03:41:00.008-06:00

High above the city of Lancaster, Ohio a piece of history remains nearly as fresh today as it was for the Native Americans who once inhabited this land. This rock bluff is a silent sentinel to ages past and affords a spectacular view of the bustling city below.

It may well be considered the gateway to the Hocking Hills, as it rises above Lancaster which was founded on Ohio's earliest highway- the Zane Trace. Located on the edge of unglaciated Allegheny Plateau and the intersection of a band of Illinoian till crossed by the Hocking (Hockhocking- meaning "bottleneck" or "twisted" to the Adena Indians) River.

The best view for a perspective of the massive standing sandstone is taken from the fairground's race track. A coincidence? I think not. The Fairground is a vibrant part of the society of Lancaster and the location of one of Ohio's oldest fairs. The view from Mt. Pleasant would be an awesome "box seat" at this track.

The biggest surprise was at the apex of the mount, accessed by a well worn trail-head found at Rising Park. The weather worn black-hand sandstone created bonsai miniatures of the Virginia Pine, Pinus Virginana giving one the uncanny feeling of a western landscape and Pinyon pine.

Here we spent a good deal of time enjoying the antics of Carolina Chickadees and Tufted Titmice foraging in the evergreens. I was expecting a Bridled Titmouse at any moment!

Your blogster and daughter, Lancaster citizen Michelle Goodman, test the safety rails at the edge of the mount. I recommend this hike to anyone traveling through the fair city of Lancaster, and was pleasantly surprised at this mostly unblemished monument to nature, unscathed and undeveloped in the heart of the city.

A view of the valley below from the edge of the Standing Stone (Adena's name) or Mt. Pleasant. Quite a view of that race track, the city below and many miles of farmland beyond.

It felt like a peep-show into history. Step back from the edge and one was surrounded by idyllic wilderness. At the edge, lies an early settler's fairground with some buildings well over 100 years. On beyond, urban sprawl and modern day Route 33 bypasses the city to eat into the country side.

I liked the view back away from the edge.

Ohio Young Birders Conference 2011

2011-11-06T20:50:00.002-06:00

If ever you doubt the abilities of today's youth or think that all our teens are going to heck in a hand basket- let me invite you to join me at next year's Ohio Young Birders Conference. It is the most amazing event, filled with talented- and I don't mean just "talented for kids"- I mean talented youth! Meet Rachael Butek- ABA's Young Birder of the Year and the Keynote speaker of our Ohio event. Rachael kept birding journals, wrote stories, created artwork and did photography for the ABA competition. This young woman is the very definition of an achiever! I predict nothing will get in the way of Rachael's success and we can't wait to see the places she will go.

And speaking of far out places- young Lukas Padegimas, age 18 gave a program on "An Epic Adventure in the Alaskan Arctic." See those tents? See the bear-wire in front of them? Oh yeah, he spent the summer there. WAY out there. It is so humbling to meet these young men and women who are already doing studies on birds and achieving more that I have ever dreamed possible.

About 110 folks came out to enjoy these programs and become amazed at the talented kids we had in our midst. Since Black Swamp Bird Observatory first started the Ohio Young Birders, it has been a pleasure to associate with these young folks. And believe me, I learn so much from them!

Kenn Kaufman gives a bird quiz each year, and here are the kids that rocked it this year. It is pretty incredible for a guy like Kenn to spend time mentoring the birders of tomorrow. Heck, these are the birders of today! And it was a thrill to be there with this dynamic crowd.

A special thanks to Ken Keffer, John Sawvel, Delores Coles, Kenn and Kim Kaufman and the many other people who helped with this event. I can't wait until next year!

Whoo's Messing with Me?

2011-11-02T22:41:00.005-05:00

If ever there was a chance to overdose on "cute" it would be around Saw-whet Owls. The good folks at Lowe Volk Park in Crawford County invited my friend Bob Scott Placier up from Chillicothe to try his hand at banding the night fliers in our neighborhood. Good thing we were prepared for cute.

It was well after 10:00 PM when he netted a bird, unfortunately the little kids had long headed home on this school night. We lamented, "What a shame." Saw-whets are a huge hit with the youngsters and a prime opportunity for hands-on time with an amazing creature of the night.

Even as this little gal was carried back to the banding station, she was clacking her bill in threats and curses. Not a happy camper, this one! These owls are generally noted for their easy-going attitudes, and often show little or no fear of humans.

Bob has handled tons of these micro-owls, but this one was not impressed by his credentials. Here she is giving Bob the evil eye, as if to say, "Make my day..." This gal doesn't even care if he did give her a "ring."

It is a good thing the kids had gone home, or little Miss Feisty might have terrified them!

After the weigh in and general health and size data has been collected, Bob calmed this hatch year female down by stroking here head. Saw-whet really go for this and studies have shown it is similar to the motions a mother owl might use in grooming young.

Finally, she responds to his kindness a little late, she had already inflicted holes in Bob's hand with her sharp talons and bites. Note his bloody knuckles.

Holding a Saw-whet Owl is an amazing thrill. But these birds aren't banded just so we can get our jollies (although we certainly do!)

Banding birds allows these professionals to track and better understand the movements of birds, their ranges, habits and habitats. I have been to numerous banding stations and I've always been impressed with the ease and ability the pros exhibit while handling the birds, collecting data and returning the birds unharmed into the wild.

Saw-whet Owl banders are a highly knowledgeable group of birders, who care enough about monitoring species to endure the coldest, darkest nights of the years- to learn more about these enigmatic birds.

I was just lucky enough to tag along.

Hiking the Hills

2011-11-01T08:31:00.005-05:00

Just a few more shots from last week's hike to Hocking Hills. If you have not been, please set aside some time to visit this jewel of Ohio. It may well stand in comparison to the most beautiful areas out west. Yes, our rock formations are on a smaller scale here in Ohio, but we still have... Rock outcroppings and slump rocks.

Box canyons with gently trickling water, ancient hemlocks keeping watch.

Mountain Spleenwort, Asplenium montanum A delicate lace of green, the
mountain spleenwort is a rarity found growing out of the fractured rock face in the Hocking Hills.

Hoo doos? Who knew Ohio had 'em? These weather aged rocks show the results of millions of years of wind and water.

Some of the formations are, *utterly* unbelievable. That was bad, I know.

Color - iron seeped into the forming rock to create interesting color patterns of orange and reds. Much of the sandstone is also inter-mixed with conglomerate.

These formations were noted as being 330 million and 37 years old, according to Paul Knoop. After all, the formations were 330 million years when Paul moved in 37 years ago, and he has been keeping meticulous track ever since then.

Hocking Hills is one of Ohio's most traveled destinations, you might be amazed what it has to offer.

Wahoo!

2011-10-29T07:48:00.008-05:00

Compare all of fall's offerings, and it is doubtful you will find any plant more dynamic than the Eastern Wahoo. Foreign plant specimens and hybrid freaks have nothing on this lovey native Ohio plant. Breath-taking.

Eastern Wahoo, Euonymus atropurpureus. Hues of pink and purples contrast with green on the end-of-season leaves. What could offer more spectacular color?

And the fruits- stunning! This member of the Celastraceae (Staff-tree family) has all of the magnificent color of the non-native Euonymus (burning bush) with none of those nasty invasive habitats.
Closely related to the more southern "Hearts bustin' with love" or Euonymus americanus- all have colorful fruit which might remind you a bit of our native Bittersweet, another Celastrus.

Take that landscapers! Away with your Bradford pears and burning bush. Ohio has it own plants that surpass in beauty and fit nicely into a landscape.

Next time you are making an addition to your home's greenery- keep this plant in mind. And support your local Wild-Ones and our friends at Midwest Native Plant Society. I'll see you at the conference in July!

Walking Among Giants

2011-10-27T10:31:00.009-05:00

Standing adjacent to the rim of a cavern in Hocking county remains a enormous hull of a tree. Towering perhaps 60 feet above the forest floor, one feels the presence of this giant as if it were still a living being. Being dwarfed by its majesty, Jim Davidson gives scale to the remains. This American Chestnut, Castenea dentata, was undoubtedly a victim of the Chestnut blight which ravished trees from 1904-1940's forever changing the landscape of America.

Chestnut was a highly desirable species with excellent nut crop for wildlife and man alike. That Christmas song extolling the virtues of "Chestnuts roasting on an open fire" was from those better days. Once the blight took hold, trees were dropped en mass for its valuable- and highly rot-resistant wood.

This hulking giant has stood a likely 40-50 years beyond its life, giving us a small insight to the majesty of these native trees. American Chestnuts, much taller than their Oriental counterparts, reached the heights of the forest canopy and bloomed in flowering creamy-white profusion -reportedly seen for miles and miles.

Its weather resistant properties remain its only recommendation today. Many public building were constructed by the C.C.C. from an effort to "harvest" all the timber before it wasted away. What if just two or three of those trees harvested might have carried a gene resistant to the blight? Would we have a living remnant of the species today?

The aging and weathering of the wood offers a beauty in its own right. Said to be "differential weathering"- that is, the softer wood wears away leaving ridges of the harder wood behind. It reminds one of the "skeltons" seen in out West, the form of past Saguaro cactus.

My guides on this forensic forestry expedition were no other than Paul Knoop and Jim Davidson, two of Ohio's deepest thinkers and natural history "giants" in their own right. No rock, leaf, bug or plant goes unexamined by these two. Their combined wealth of knowledge- and endless curiosity- make an afternoon walk feel like a priceless privilege.

Here, I can only hope to share a small portion of that information with you.

For the history of the American Chestnut click here.

For my long, past post on chestnut trees- click here

A Cawing of Crows

2011-10-21T11:17:00.006-05:00

A cool autumn breeze has been teasing leaves off of our landscape, while I catch up on work in my office. Gradually I note, someone- or something- has turned up the outdoor soundtrack of cawing crows. The scene is pretty visible from my window...

American crows are teeing up in the tree top, creating much more of a cacophony (ca-caw-phony?) than their normal feeding mode. This is serious business.

My curiosity gets the best of me, and I eagerly ditch the desk to go out to investigate.

By now the alarm is such that fellow crows are being called in from the local fields. The farmers are having a dreadful time harvesting corn and beans with this year's rainy fall, but the crows consider it all good fortune.

The tag-team is lining up. The large dark bodies peal out of the fields, winging their way to the sounds of their distressed comrades in my yard.

In twos and threes, on they come....

the Crips or Bloods have nothing on this gang.

It is all for one and once the alarm is raised, the team assembles.

The crows go into a full defensive program. Cawing from perches and on the wing, they will wheel, fly circles and volley towards the tree where the offender roosts.

Looks like a heavy-eyed owl recently home from the night shift. This Barred Owl watches the mob assemble, knowing he will soon need to make a run for it. There will be no more peaceful daytime sleeping in this neighborhood. He has been put on notice.

The crows reign victorious by day. Team work and persistence will drive the larger and heavy taloned predators from their midst. The stakes are high, as the owls would likely win if it were night.

Crows and Jays are members of the Corvidae family, the most intelligent of all birds. They are mortal enemies of the Great Horned Owl and will not take chances by allowing any known owls in their territory. Their gangland treatment of predator species is well documented, and a heck of a lot of fun to watch.

Next time you hear crows being "cawed" into a mob, be sure check it out!

Hey Lady...

2011-10-19T21:05:00.007-05:00

Splashes of red and gold say fall has settled in, and winter can't be far away. Someone stopped by to make certain we were properly prepared for the months to come.

This Red Squirrel is peeking in the porch window, wondering if that bag of sunflower seed will get him through the winter. We have three species of squirrels at our ranch: Fox Squirrels, Flying Squirrels and Red Squirrels. Yes, they all love the bird feeders but the little Reds seem to be the most persistently destructive.

The main feeders have baffles on them, but the most effective squirrel proofing I have found is a 4x4 plastic cover for the timber posts our big feeders sit upon. Seems the little devils can't climb those at all! Ha ha ha... it took me years to come up with that system!

The nearby fields are filled with corn for the taking and our woodlot is heavy with beech, walnut and hickory nuts. No wonder they think this is the Garden of Eden. But this little guy is checking on his back-up plan, just in case it is a hard winter. He knows I am a softy after all...

Greg Miller's Big Day!

2011-10-14T23:55:00.005-05:00

If you are connected at all with the birding world or just into movies in general, you are probably aware the movie The Big Year premiered tonight. And most of us in mid-Ohio who bird, made a real event out of it.

After all, it was inspired by the true story of our friend, Greg Miller. "How cool is that?" Greg likes to say.

Does he look happy here? He was grinning so much, he admitted he looks like he has a "coat hanger in my mouth sideways!"

Friends and family gathered from around the state to share this night with him. Dan Sanders and Doreene Linzell are two very special birding friends who took him for "birding therapy" while he was fighting off cancer (after his big year.) Two of his other long-time birding companions, cousin-Kent Miller and friend-Su Snyder were also there.

Tim and Laura Dornan provided this hysterical cake- which was also quite yummy. Sorry, not one crumb is left.

After all, we had a packed house with over-flow into the next room. Everyone wants to wish Greg well, because he is the nicest guy in the world. No matter if he becomes famous or the movie flops- he will always be our lovable, silly Greg. Those tumbles in movie? I have actually seen him do that in the field.

Alan Dolan, Greg Miller, and Cheryl Harner (your blogger.) It was wonderful for the Canton Audubon and Greater Mohican Audubon to work together to make this night happen for Greg in Canton, Ohio. He wanted to be close to home for the big evening.

The movie filled our evening with some good chuckles and a few pulled heart-strings, but for those of us who know him well- he gives us that each day. No one at the movie laughed louder or cheered more than Greg. What you see, is what you get. That's Greg.

So Greg- here's to you! The world is a better place for having you in it.

May your movie inspire others to live their dream!

Ottawa NWR- A Copper Mine

2011-10-12T19:44:00.006-05:00

Ottawa National Wildlife Reserve in northwest Ohio has been all the talk of late. The gates have been open more frequently to birders, and the shorebird migration has been all the rage. It seems they had a gob of godwits last weekend and Larry Richardson tells the full story here.

Another group of nature-seekers have been haunting the paths at these same impoundments. September and October aren't just a good time to see shore birds and fall color.

Jason Lewis (Ottawa NWR manager) and Jackie Riley (Karner Blue butterfly monitor), hard at work!

Fall is also prime time for late butterflies! Especially the RARE Purplish Copper, Ohio's most wanted butterfly; they had not been seen in about ten years! That is, until someone got a photo last year while birding at Ottawa.

So the great hunt begins! First we need to wade through the Bronze Coppers, their sister species. After seeing nearly 400 Bronze Coppers in one day, one might think they are as common as a butterfly could be! However, since they are strictly a wetlands species- and Ohio has lost over 90% of our wetlands- they are only common in rare places.

Butterflies often have highly refined tastes for certain host plants, and our target species, the Purplish Copper, feed on a terrestrial form of the Water Smartweed, Polygonum amphibium. Some say Purplish are extra keen on the hairy form of the plant.

We checked over every plant and every individual we could find. This female appeared to be settling in to lay eggs, but alas she is only a Bronze Copper. We continued to look...

Did I mention there was over three miles of possible habitat? It was like searching for a needle in a haystack! Unfortunately, after four hours of beating the bushes, we were no closer to solving the mystery of the missing Purplish Copper.

But we haven't given up! Well, maybe for this year. But next year, we will be back at it, armed with these amazing "cheat sheets" that Jackie made for us. Now you have the scoop on Ohio's "Most Wanted" butterfly! Take a close look and you will see why it is so easy to confuse these two different species of the copper colored butterflies.

Special thanks goes out to Mike Reese of Wisconsinbutterfly.org for allowing us to use his wonderful photos. If we can't find our own Purplish Copper soon, we may have to go visit Mike to see a little bit of their marsh magic!

Remember, keep your eyes to the skys (and the smartweeds) if you are visiting Ottawa NWR!

Day of the Grebe

2011-10-10T22:40:00.005-05:00

The last of a spectacular fall is closing in on mid-Ohio. Saturday's balmy temperatures were perfect for the last kayak trip of the season and Hoover Reservoir was as calm as a sheet of glass. The paddling was easy and the shore birding was pleasant, but the talk of the day was...

a lone Horned Grebe on the back-waters of the river. We first encountered this Podiceps near several Mallard ducks, but it remain when they spooked. It wandered up stream a bit, turned to take us by surprise and continued to swim past the kayak float, back towards the mouth of the stream. Hence, the jaw dropping looks, even photos of water droplets on its back.

Horned Grebes are migratory birds, only found passing through during spring and fall. This one will be headed south to Florida or Louisiana in the very near future, but we were grateful for the afternoon it spent with us.

A picture perfect day with the water reflecting the colors of fall.

Our Lake becomes Eerie

2011-10-06T23:41:00.000-05:00

It is not a spoof or a Halloween trick, it is a fact Ohioans need to come to grips with: Lake Erie is a scary place these days. A new report by the National Wildlife Federation has started to make waves in the press, but do average citizens realize how bad this situation has become?

Hardly what you would call a "day at the beach." Toxic algae can't be a healthy environment for our wildlife.

A recent stroll at the Huron pier left me feeling sickened by the waves of blue-green algae washing into shore. It was thick, foul smelling and almost as far reaching as the eye could see.

This year our lake has reports of algae blooms up to 2 foot deep, affecting much of the western basin. This toxic algae outbreak is the worst in history, surpassing the levels in the 1960's when the lake was declared "dead." The algae has plagued several inland lakes as well, with huge negative impacts already felt on fishing and tourism at Lake St. Marys. State agencies have been studying how to reduce farm run-off feeding the high phosphorus levels. We know the cause and now must resolve to make the tough changes required to improve our water's health. The stakes are too high to lose.

Meanwhile, we must take these events seriously. The food chain in the Great Lakes is collapsing. Fish and fishing is in decline- after all who wants to catch or eat "slightly" toxic fish? Once you have seen these sickening waves of eerie green- you'll reconsider any desire to swim or sail in these waters. Above all, Lake Erie is the source for drinking water for most nearby communities.

We can't sit back and hope someone will figure out an easy answer. The lake is our most precious natural resource and life in Ohio will not be the same until we take a good hard look at the way we are squandering our best and most beautiful asset.

Let's hope we can get our act together... soon. For the full report from National Wildlife Federation go here.

The Last of Summer Whites

2011-10-03T08:43:00.007-05:00

Summer heat has shifted to fall's cooling nights and Mother Nature now provides us with a palette of red and gold. But it would be a shame to bid goodbye to summer without a glance at two important plants in the same floristic family. Both wear white.

Boneset, Eupatorium perfoliatum wears the last of summer's white.

A wetland plant that is little noted and often confused with similar plants of the same genus, Boneset has a history and growth habit worth noting. It was historically believed to be a healing plant, one used to help mend broken bones.

After all, look at the way the leaves have "healed" together to surround the stem! The leaf margins blend together giving the appearance of one leaf having been formed out of two. According to the Doctrine of Signatures, any well-rounded medieval doctor would know this plant must have curative powers. Today we know- this just isn't true.

But those leaves are a much easier way to identify the plant than the inflorescence of the Boneset. Many of these late summer Eupatoriums look much the same, but for the comparison of their leaves.
White Snake-root, Ageratina altissma (once know as Eupatorium rugosum, and long ago E. urticaefolium) also has pharmaceutical effects- of the deadly kind! This plant is known from rich soils, and damp meadows found along river bottoms. White settlers to the Ohio River Valley were plagued by a mysterious summer-time disease called "milk-sickness." It caused the trembles in free-range cattle and was usually fatal to the unsuspecting victim of tainted milk. The sickness killed scores of pioneers, like Nancy Hanks Lincoln, Abraham Lincoln's mother. Eventually Dr. Anna, a "medicine woman," took heed from a local Shawnee woman and the correlation between "milk-sickness" and White Snake-root became known.
The florets of White Snake-root much resemble those of their cousin the Boneset, but the leaf is strikingly different.

Note the Latin name for Boneset- E. perfoliatum should remind us that the stem is completely encircled by the "healed-over" leaf. The White Snake-root has a much glossier leaf.

Both flowers have interesting cultural histories and the stories may well make up for the lack of showiness on their part. After all, these plants impacted the lives of many of our forefathers- including one of our greatest Presidents.

Birding at Meadowbrook Marsh

2011-09-30T07:23:00.010-05:00

Tales from the Marsh part 3

By now this scene might be familiar. Meadowbrook Marsh has been a standard feature of late, but with good reason. This is great habitat. Water, meadow, woods: it has a great diversity of cover and food for migrating and year-round birds.

The crowds at Midwest Birding Symposium were quite smitten with this 100 acre park. We racked up 80 species! Bald Eagles were a regular sighting, along with the summer resident Great Egrets, Black-crown Night-herons and Great Blue Herons which roost in the
trees on the west edge of the marsh.

A Black-crown Night-heron landing among the withering American Lotus. Once landed, you would never see it from the viewing platform. There are probably countless herons making a living off of frogs, fish and crayfish found here and the insect life was robust! The resident Marsh Wrens and Eastern Phoebe were doing quite well for themselves. The counts of warblers stopping to feed here indicate a healthy bug population as well. Bugs are vital and a "good thing" - it is called the food web.

The overview picture gives a better sense of the meadow as well as the wetlands. That meadow was hopping with grasshoppers, katydids, caterpillars and all manner of protein and plenty of seeds for a hungry bird.

Caspian Tern- art by Kelly Riccetti

The show stopper on the second morning of MBS was a Caspian Tern making successful fishing forays in the open water of the marsh. It gave us quite a show while Clay Taylor of Swarovski Optics gave us a running commentary. Proof is a video clip titled, "And now we need to ID the fish." But I doubt I can load such a large clip here. If I get it posted elsewhere, I'll add a link.

Special thanks to Kelly Riccetti (of Red and the Peanut fame) for this wonderful water color of a Caspian Tern. She really captures the essence of the bird! She also helped at the Carbon Offset booth, a project that raised funds to purchase more land for Meadowbrook Marsh.

Ohio Ornithological Society has generously matched funds (and then some) and we currently have a little over $7,000.00 to offer as matching funds for Black Swamp Land Conservancy's efforts to attain a Federal grant. Thank you to all the people who donated and especially those who worked tirelessly for this project- especially Paul Baicich and Paula Harper.

Last but not least- for a complete list of the birds seen at Meadowbrook, go here to see our report from E-bird.

Boots-to-Binoculars Conversion

2011-09-29T12:30:00.005-05:00

Jumbo mushrooms are having a banner year! I have received several calls at Gorman Nature Center, and have encountered giants myself. Steve, from Blue Jay Barrens also encountered some last week. He commented they were as large as his boot, but he was not sure how they compared to my binoculars,(which I had photographed as a comparison to a Giant Puffball.)

Boots and Binoculars with Giant 'Shrooms

I happened upon some more puffballs, but this time I am not so certain they are the harmless Calvatica gigantea species. If they were, they appeared to be well past prime, as the insides were gray and mushy.

There are at least two other varieties of "Earthballs" which generally look like the puffballs. However, these bad boys -Sclerodermas- are poisonous. Someone recently suggested we study more about mushrooms, but I would be hesitant suggest any mushroom was edible, especially after the headlines from last week: Man Who Ate Poisonous Mushrooms Shares Warning.

Seems several of his friends are hoping for new livers and they are not that easy to come by, unless you know med students who like to party.

So enjoy the looks of those robust mushrooms, but don't eat them unless you are an EXPERT!

Rare Bird Alert

2011-09-26T06:53:00.006-05:00

We interrupt the series Tales from the Marsh for a Rare Bird Alert!

Ohio's birding community is pretty well-connected, if not to higher places, then at least to each other.

Black-throated Gray Warbler, photo by Brian Zwiebel

When a bird the rarity of a Black-throated Gray appears in Ohio, the news spreads rapidly. And when it is accompanied with proof-positive photos, like these taken by Brian Zwiebel, the scramble is on. In your face, birders!

This warbler of the west should be headed to Mexico for the winter, but we don't mind a bit that Brian found one that detoured by way of Magee Marsh's East Beach.

Special thanks goes out to Brian for allowing me to use his incredible photos. If you are not familiar with his work, follow this link. Brian Zwiebel is "the TOP photographer in Ohio (style, respect for birds and habitat, knowledge of bird natural history...)" as stated by Jen Brumfield, one of Ohio's top tour leaders. Did I mention he is a heck of a nice guy too? Rumor has it he is working on a Warbler book with Ohio's own Jim McCormac... and I can't wait!

But back to that beach. I arrived late on Saturday evening, as I was entertaining family when the alert came out. So believe me, when the beach was empty and the light too low to re-find the bird, I was feeling just a bit sorry for myself. I figured this "one day wonder" was gone for sure.

In the pre-dawn light of the next morning, I resolved to enjoy a quiet outing, and commune with nature a bit. It really didn't matter that I missed the bird. There would be other warblers on this beach, and one never knows what interesting dragonfly or butterfly might show up as well. It was a good morning. Just me and nature...

..and two other avid birders: Ben Warner and Jay Lehman. Gee, that camo stuff must really work- I can barely see Jay!

We spread out in the shrubby undergrowth, and working our way across we identified plenty of warblers. Lots of Blackpolls, a few Cape May, a Yellow-rumped and a heart-stopping Nashville. It was a morning of quietude and bliss, when suddenly before me - an unusual bird.

There was no mistaking the bold colors on the head of this warbler. We had relocated the Black-throated Gray Warbler. The Birding gods had smiled down on us. Just as I snapped the photo, I could hear Ben say, "Cheryl, are you on that?"

Oh, yeah! I am on it.

Hence, the fuzzy photo of a bird I did not expect to see, and a wonderful morning communing with nature. I can still hear the waves lap the beach...

Rare Dragonfly

2011-09-24T06:14:00.003-05:00

Tales from the Marsh part 2.

Wetlands are filled with strange and wonderful things. They could be called the cradle of biodiversity, with both aquatic and terrestrial habitats available for a myriad of species. Birds, butterflies, water-born insects, fish and turtles all have their habitat niche.

One of the species which thrives in marshes, has a strange life-cycle, born of the water and taking to the sky in adulthood. A relentless predator, and yet prey to larger species during all of its life cycles. One of the earliest species to come forth on earth- out of the mire and muck- the dragonfly.

Black Saddlebags, Tramea lacerata photo by Warren Uxley

Several species of dragon and damselflies were abundant at Meadowbrook Marsh. The large bodied Common Green Darners were plying their trade above the grasses in the meadow, endeavoring lunch on the wing. Black Saddlebags were found hidden near the edge of the woods, with a wait-and-see attitude toward prey.

Red Saddlebags, Tramea onusta- photo by Sherrie Duris

Midway through our Friday morning bird walk, we spotted a stranger saddlebag- this one hovering above, was red. Two possibilities came to mind- with one being rarer than the other. The dragon alighted for but a moment, and the quick-triggered Sherrie Duris stepped in for a photo and documented the first Red Saddlebags at Meadowbrook Marsh. These southerner have been seen in Ohio before, but they appear infrequently, with only eight records in the last ten years.

Unable to call this one in the field, we were fortunate to have Sherrie's photo to send round to the experts. Dr. Dave McShaffrey of Marietta College was quick to forward his diagnostic slides- and bring me up to speed on these two species.

The more common of the two species, Carolina Saddlebags can arrive in Ohio as early as April. I have seen this species several times, and I am always most likely to go with the "commonest" of species. The "Ring-billed Gull, or Red-tailed Hawks" are always first to come to mind.

But today, we were lucky.

Our photo was a better match for the Red Saddlebags. To study more comparisons of dragonflies or to call up the species maps (see below), please follow this link to : Ohio Odonata Society.

Special thanks to Dave McShaffrey, Judy Semroc, Rick Nirschl and of course- Sherrie Duris, for making this dragonfly identification possible.

No "Dead" Tree

2011-09-23T08:43:00.004-05:00

Tales from the Marsh Part 1.

Meadowbrook Marsh is brimming with life, and death. Everything is nature is connected by a fine cord, according to John Muir, and life is interwoven with death and decay. If one looks closely at a so-called dead tree, he might be surprised with the variety of life forms displayed.
Standing timber or firewood to some, but in reality, a micro-forest of diversity can thrive on this tree. From the berries on an obvious-at-a-distant Virginia Creeper, Parthenocissus quinquefolia to the pin-head sized grubs buried in the bark, dead trees provide sustenance to birds, squirrels and a multitude of lesser life-forms.

Bird watchers filled the platform at Meadowbrook Marsh during Midwest Birding Symposium. Dead ash trees are numerous in the wood lot behind.

Humans seem to be the only animal unable to appreciate a standing dead tree. But perhaps birders are more highly evolved humans, as they often realise birds can be found in the open canopy of decay. Unfortunately, the number of dead trees in all of north-western Ohio is at a staggering high.

The Emerald Ash Borer (photo FDACS), uninvited guest from Asia has infested our ash trees, leaving trails of devastation and decline in our woodlots. The grubs of this emerald green beetle are impacting the management of city parks, neighborhood tree lawns and creating a boon for tree services everywhere. Certainly, dead trees can be hazardous in a populous community, but perhaps we should examine the broader implications in woodlots and natural areas.

Those D-shaped exit holes are the telling tale. Soon the bark layer, will separate from the tree, revealing the channels grubs used and interrupted the water-service from the roots to the leaves. The cause of pre-mature death. But from this death springs life: fungi, ants, grubs go to work as decomposers. Meanwhile, berry festooned vines of ivy and grape feed flocks of migrating bird and provide life-support for wintering birds.

It is a micro-community in a high-rise tower.

Red-headed Woodpecker, photo Dave Lewis

Woodpeckers are the winners. The Hairy and Downy rap out their beat, while Red-bellieds call from the tops of snags. It may be hard to remember so much life can come from death, but ask the birders. They already know.

MBS Trip to Kelleys Island

2011-09-21T05:38:00.008-05:00

In the dawn's early light, one hundred of Midwest Birding Symposium's luckiest people entered the gate for the ferry to Kelleys Island.
Jason Larson and Julie "Red" Davis check us off the lists and give us marching orders. This is gonna be a great day!

The lake had calmed considerably since the Thursday cruise. Kathy Mock enjoyed the good weather and the sunny company of Al Batt on the trip across "the pond." It is a four mile crossing to Kelleys Island*, a short 20 minute cruise in good weather.

(*yes, that is spelled right- no apostrophes in the official spelling).

Kelleys rocks!
Our group gathered at Glacial Grooves, the best example of a glacier's mega-groove and a National Landmark. Once there were a series of these humongous gouges in the landscape where ice crawled across the island, but the others were quarried out and the stone shipped away. Today this monument to nature remains to tell the story of these 10 foot deep grooves and the 350 - 400 million year old marine fossils embedded in the limestone.

A highlight of our trip was a visit to Master Bander Tom Bartlett's tent. Tom has been doing research on the island, for at least 20 years... as long as I can remember, anyway. There is something special about seeing a bird in the hand, something mystical and almost life changing.

Another bird bander, Dave Russell, from Miami University (OH.) was able to teach us about these fascinating warblers we were seeing. The key points on a fall Blackpoll warbler are much easier to find when they are in hand. Hint: look at the legs and feet!

Just before lunch at Camp Patamos, I photographed one of the islands most famous residents: the Lake Erie Water Snake. They are famous for being ill-tempered, wanting to bite and musk any fool willing to try to pick them up. This one was exceptionally well colored, most are much plainer and gray-looking.

Until recently, this was a Federally listed endangered species, the topic of much research and efforts to stabilize the population. They are so famous they have been written up in the New York Times and featured on Mike Rowe's Dirty Jobs!

Midwest Birding Symposium

2011-09-20T21:03:00.005-05:00

In case you were with us on Kelleys Island, or otherwise not able to watch the final video at the Midwest Birding Symposium- here it is!

Midwest Birding Video-

Special thanks to Ann Oliver for creating this production, and all to the amazing photographers who were so willing to share their time and talents! Enjoy!

Botany Highlights from MBS

2011-09-19T21:24:00.004-05:00

The mega-event Midwest Birding Symposium was an immense success, and it has left my head in a whirl. So much to tell, so many people to thank, stories to share and new friends from far flung places!

Not unlike a comfort food, plants are my mainstay. When all else fails to make sense, they are a beginning for me. And so from the gazillion photos I eventually hope to share, here are some botanical highlights:

Giant Puffballs, Calvatia gigantea, each as large or larger than my binoculars.
Several were found near the paved path at Meadowbrook Marsh, and more were tucked back into the open grass beneath a canopy of trees. We also found numerous of these cream colored orbs on Kelleys Island near the Long Point banding station.

They appeared to be a volleyball at first glance, but closer inspection reveals the familiar mushroom smell and smooth skin. This species is said to be edible in the early stages, but I am not one to suggest any mushroom is edible, as some types can be quite poisonous. As one friend says, "You can eat any of them...once." Better leave the cooking to experts, I just liked to admire these giants and wondered if they are more numerous this year due to the higher than average rainfall we have had this summer.

Great Blue Lobelia, Lobelia siphilitica
Generally found growing in ditches and damp habitats, the Great Blue Lobelia is a show stopper of a flower and one of my favorites to cultivate here at home. There were waves of the blue beauties growing throughout Meadowbrook Marsh, lining the trail in several locations.

The species name is a reference to its supposed ability to cure syphilis. That is another piece of folklore I can't corroborate. Let's just admire this plant for its lovely blossoms and the butterflies it might attract.

Both of these plants are interesting natives at the Meadowbrook Marsh in Marblehead, Ohio.

Sunrise at Meadowbrook

2011-09-18T05:34:00.003-05:00

The last three mornings were spent communing with nature, and watching sunrise at Meadowbrook Marsh. The bird calls drift across the marsh as the sun gently gilds the distant treeline, creating an ambiance that only nature can provide. We took it in with hush and awed tones.

This is will be the benefactor of the Carbon Offset Birding Project.

Cheryl and Kelly Riccetti at the Carbon Offset booth

Special thanks to everyone who donated, and every one who helped man the booth.

There were be full reports soon, but now I must catch a ferry to Kelleys!

Cream Gentian

2011-09-15T05:30:00.003-05:00

One of the rarest plants in Ohio is blooming in profusion in Bexley. This neighborhood in Columbus is also home to sand dunes, rock alvars, and a mini prairie contained in a formal setting. It is all found at the Ohio Governor's Residence Heritage Gardens.
Cream Gentian, Gentiana alba
This plant is hard to find in the rest of Ohio. Previously, I have only seen them in bloom once, in Adams County.

This one was well well hidden beneath the over growth, which we had been called in to contain. It is no small trick sorting through these rare plants and know what to weed!

Here is the team of specialists, hard at work. Dick Moseley, Jan Kennedy and Guy Denny are on the right- trimming the bluegrass.

This garden is a peaceful place for man and beast alike. It is refreshing to have such cooperation regardless of political party. Hope Taft still works tirelessly to promote Ohio Natural Areas and this beautiful garden is the next closest thing to seeing these plants in the "wild." It is a regular botanical zoo!

Two Trips to Hemlock Falls

2011-09-12T05:40:00.009-05:00

Quite possibly the most magical spot in all of Mohican, is the privately held Hemlock Falls. It is a part of the Mohican Outdoor School, and not generally available to the public. Yesterday, it was our good fortune to get 2 trips to the falls.
The falls were in good form, as a "hail" of a thunderstorm had crashed through, just prior to our visit. In case you might wonder, there are Hemlocks growing way high up there- at the head of the falls.

The rock formations are quite extensive, and unlike anything we mid-Ohio flat-landers are used to encountering. One must decide whether to climb through the rock formation, or take the trail around. I did both, a different way each trip.

The Mohican Native Plant Society was studying ferns at this location, and Greater Mohican Audubon Society joined in for the fun.

Steve McKee gleefully taught the class, and said we should call him if we ever find this plant- Crested Fern, Dryopteris cristata in our region. Call him, even if it is at 3:00 am in the morning. He wants to know! Better yet, wait till 6:00 am and give his poor wife Deb a break.

We had a likely candidate along a stream side, but it turned out to be a rather robust Spinulose Woodfern. It still counts though, because it was a Woodfern Workshop after all. This region of Mohican is filled with ferns, compared to just 50 mile west- where Ohio becomes fern challenged.

This is not the fern group. First hint: they are looking up.

Our second trip was by twilight, and the birders listen carefully for the Pine Warbler and Brown Creeper.

A Spicebush leaf was opened to reveal a Spicebush caterpillar; the sharp-eye Leslie Cornet found it along the trail. After a few snapshots- we tucked him back in for the night.

A lot of adventure for one day- but with Greater Mohican Audubon - that's how we roll!

Butterflies, finally!

2011-09-09T21:12:00.004-05:00

This year has been less than stellar for the butterfly buffs, and the last couple of days were a wash out. When tasked with leading a trip for the Division of Wildlife's Diversity Partners, I thought our trip might be a total bust. It was raining a fine steady mist as we unloaded out of the van.

However, this Common Buckeye was not about to let a little water get in his way. In fact, he was puddling in it!

The sun started to peak through the clouds, and several Eastern Tailed-Blues magically appeared, as if from nowhere.

Meadow Fritillaries were the next to show; several dancing across the meadow.

The best of the the field work was this very fresh Variegated Fritillary. Bonus points for anyone who can name the botany that is was posing on! Hint: It is in the tomato (Solanum) family.

Just past the working barn at Malabar Farm, we herded this Checkered White Skipper toward an adoring crowd. The was the best find of the day, a butterfly-not rare- but certainly unusual.

The End.

And it was the end for this poor hapless Clouded Sulphur who strayed into a spider web.

This day at Malabar Farm produced some of the best butterflying we have had all year! Thanks to the great folks at DOW for this excellent event.

Lake Erie Weekend Whimbrel

2011-09-07T07:33:00.006-05:00

Labor Day weekend started out hot, but quickly turned to stormy on Sunday. The lake was really throwing its best rollers at the Lakeside dock- which had to be closed. Most tourists headed home, but this is my favorite time on Lake Erie!

Angry clouds and wind stir the waves. The power of storms on the lake is surreal. And you never know what might drop in...

A lone Whimbrel showed up at Lorain Harbor.

It casually put on quite a show as he strolled through the grass in search of tasty bugs and worms.

Whimbrels dwarf the other mud-flat visitors, like this Sanderling. These jumbo-sized birds seem to drop into shore habitat for very brief visits during their fall migration. Generally it is touch down, feed a bit and off again. They rarely hang around long, perhaps the high winds and foul weather kept this bird grounded longer than usual.

The waves were really pounding the exterior walls of the harbor, but it was well worth the buffeting we took by the wind to see this bird!

Meanwhile, back in Lakeside- the birds are gathering in the park for a convention. I think it is called Midwest BIRD Symposium. No vendors or speakers, but the Lakeside hospitality is a draw.

And remember the first snapshot? That's Kelleys Island, we'll be headed there on Sunday of the Midwest Birding Symposium. I hope you will be with us!

The Kelleys Island ferry is plenty big enough to withstand almost any weather Lake Erie might throw at us. The locals call it "BOB" (Big Orange Boat).

Lakeside is ready to roll out the red carpet for 1000 birders coming to MBS, and I can't wait to share my old hometown with all of you! Hope to see you there!

Baby Box Turtle

2011-09-03T10:45:00.007-05:00

A long journey begins with the first step, and when you are a freshly hatched box turtle, the journey ahead could be immeasurably long.

Eastern Box Turtle, Terrapene carolina carolina, may live to be 100 years, if it escapes all the raccoon and skunk predators, avoids being collected by a well-meaning child, or mowed over by equipment or cars. At least wares made of endangered tortoise shells are no longer legal.

Our little terrapin would be but a tasty morsel to a passing coyote. The outer shell is still soft and pliable. This delicate little land rover is just starting on a lifetime of adventure.

Closer inspection reveals the knobby "egg-tooth" the little fellow used to peck his way out of his egg, and into the immense world. Lucky for him, it was only a curious naturalist who found his hiding place.

You can't see me...

When released back to the world, he immediately hid.

The shape and color of this youngster's shell is strikingly different from and older box turtle's.
How can this keel-shaped dish become the rounded bowl we recognize as a box turtle's shape?

And how can this little turtle grow into....

a full sized turtle? A full grown adult is pictured- next to a woman's hiking boot for size comparison.

Since turtles never shed their shells completely, how does one confined by a ridged exo-skeleton grow larger? The answer is scutes (pronounced: "scoots.") Scutes are like big scales that peel off to reveal new growth beneath them. A healthy turtle sheds his shell, piece by piece as it grows. Hopefully, our little "softy" will someday reach this size.

Live long and prosper, little baby box turtle!

Like Traveling?

2011-09-02T04:06:00.003-05:00

Like traveling? So do I! But unfortunately it leaves me with a jumbo sized carbon footprint, and admittedly, a bit of guilt as an environmentalist.

This is why I agreed to work the booth at the upcoming Midwest Birding Symposuim! If you are wondering about your carbon footprint, and would like a way to "offset" it, consider giving a donation to acquire more land at Meadowbrook Marsh.

Paying a few bucks for your carbon foot print might not save the world, but it is certainly a start. Conserving property at this marsh in Marblehead, Ohio is a worthy cause.

Plan a visit to Meadowbrook Marsh while you are at the symposium, and you will see just how special it is!

Now- download this form and complete it. You'll be helping in so many ways!

Got Carbon? Let MBS help you offset it.

Purple Martin Majesties

2011-08-30T13:11:00.010-05:00

When the sun sinks into the treeline, in the long days of mid-to-late August...
the Nimisila Reservoir, just south of Akron ,Ohio is the place to find Purple Martins.

Our guide, Sandy Brown leads us out into gently slapping waters. The wind was a bit more than we had hoped for, and I suspect it was the last breaths of hurricane Irene. Not enough to stop us, but enough to warrant caution with life jackets snugly in place over our coats.

The cattail islands stand alone. Not much to catch your eye during daylight hours, but knowing the magic we were about to witness, they loom huge against our tiny kayaks.

In they come. Hundreds and hundreds of Purple Martins winging their way to a late summer night roost. Purple Martins, the largest of our swallows, are generally found inhabiting boxes and gourds supplied by homeowners and enthusiastic Amish farmers. In the late days of summer, Martins leave their domestic homes and gather en mass for the coming journey.

Swirling and sweeping across the sky, they pour into the cattail reeds. This colony was much larger two weeks ago, but many have already vacated. Skyward, by night for the 5,000 some mile migration to Peru and Brazil.

We silently paddle back to shore, with a smiles spread wide on our faces... and a quiet song in my heart:

Oh beautiful, for spacious skies

For amber waves of grain,

for purple martin majesties,

Above the fruited plain...

At least, that is my way of singing it tonight.

Mohican's Fern Valley

2011-08-28T08:00:00.005-05:00

You are just in time for a rare trip to Mohican's best kept secret: Fern Valley.
In fact, this place was such a great secret, virtually no one knew it was there! Or at least, no one who knew how amazing it is to have this assemblage of ferns all in one location.

Steve McKee, Director of Richland County District is an excellent teacher and especially fond of ferns. So imagine his surprise (and glee) when he was led into a fern filled valley he had never seen before, while giving a program for local camp councilors. Eureka!

Along the trail Steve points out a population of Northern Broad Beech Fern, Phegopteris hexagonoptera. A key characteristic is the last pair of pinnae which are broader and often point downward...

resembling the ears on a dog!

So imagine "Beechly" the fern hound, helping you to sniff out Broad Beech Ferns. Steve gave me the mental imagery and I added the red marker for you!

Brian Gara, another keen fern enthusiast, came with the Mohican Native Plant Society on this trip. Brian has also grown many of these native ferns, so he has some expertise on several levels.

Glade Fern, Diplazium pycnocarpon, a lush fern with long graceful pinnae, is an indicator of an undisturbed habitat-infrequently found- compared to the similar-looking ....

Christmas Fern, Polystichum acrostichoides.

The most common evergreen fern is easily adaptable to home gardening.

Christmas Fern and Glade Fern side-by-side comparison
Note the Christmas fern has the extra tab of tissue on the pinna, while the Glade fern pinna is symmetrical. A subtle, but very easy clue to tell these two apart.

I hope this has whetted your appetite for ferns, and maybe even fern gardening. If you are interested in learning more about ferns, consider this your personal invitation from me- to join Greater Mohican Audubon Society at Steve McKee's upcoming workshop Sept. 11, 2011: "Best Fronds Forever." Details on the GMAS website!

Parting Shot

2011-08-26T06:43:00.007-05:00

Do you remember the old standby in Life magazine? My favorite feature was called "Parting Shots." Some of Life's best photography was featured as a stand alone article, the basic premise that a picture can speak a thousand words.

Daughmer Savanna .............photo by Ian Adams (click on photo to enlarge)

A parting shot from Daughmer was sent to me by Ian Adams and I just had to share it with you. This is what a "real photographer" can do with a topic.

Ian's photo breathes life into the stately Bur Oak, Quercus macrocarpa spreading above the open grassland at the prairie savanna in Crawford County. Light gently plays across the grasses, which have been here since they were maintained with fire by Ohio's First Nation, the native Americans.

Thankfully, this will not be the last shot of this historic property which "freezes" the landscape in a past time. A time before the plow, when bison and bear still knew the lands of Ohio.

Thank you, Ian for this beautiful photo- a work of art. Special thanks also, to all the local people and the folks with Ohio Department of Natural Resources who labored to preserve this prairie for future Ohioans. Job well done.

Gems from Daughmer Prairie

2011-08-24T04:27:00.002-05:00

While concentrating on eradicating some non-natives from the prairie, we had to admire the biodiversity surrounding us. There were many indicators species of prairies, namely the four major grasses for Ohio prairies: Big Bluestem, Switch grass, Indian grass, and Prairie Cordgrass.

There were a host of native forbs and insects to admire as well.

Common Buckeye butterfly on Virginia Mountain Mint, Pycnanthemum virginianum

Everywhere we walked in Daughmer a deep scent of mint permeated the prairie. Since sheep were grazed at Daughmer from many years, it is fairly safe to assume sheep don't care to eat mountain mint. Several species of plants we would expect to see growing here are missing. Our conclusion: sheep found them "tasty."

The Common Buckeye butterflies were dancing from plant to plant, taking in the fragrance and nectar.

Just a couple of weeks ago, this Buckeye caterpillar was photographed at the same location.

Winged Loosestrife, Lythrum alatum
Not all Loosestrife is bad! This petite member of the Loosestrife family is a native plant, well mannered and easily overlooked. Unlike its brassy cousin the invasive species, Winged Loosestrife has small, loose sprays of flowers. Apparently, sheep don't eat these either!

Red-legged Grasshopper, Manlanoplus femurrubrum

No, I did not make up this Latin name. But isn't it cool? Femur=leg rubrum= red

Bob Clips and I had a great time speculating on this boldly colored locust, then again, everything is interesting with Bob! He conducts milkweed pollination studies at Killdeer Plains and teaches at OSU Marion. He will be conducting some fun moss and lichen workshops this fall. You will want to watch for more information about those.

Until then, happy weedpicking!

Bucket Brigade at Daughmer

2011-08-23T05:41:00.006-05:00

Clear blue skies, a stand of majestic oaks, the crush of mint beneath our feet and a Bald Eagle circling overhead in the mid-morning. How could this be called work?

Daughmer Prairie- the newest acquisition of Division of Natural Areas and Preserves. The beauty of the location was the inspiration for a day of grueling work: fighting an alien invader.

Teasel, Dipsacus fullonum (used to be Dipsacus sylvestris)

It looks harmless enough as this Silver Spotted Skipper nectars, but do not be fool by this invader. It is pointy, and prickly business cutting them out before the seed-heads fully develop. Once imported to be used for carding wool, Teasel was entirely too successful and forms dense clumps once they get a foothold.

Fortunately, there have been many good-hearted-but-slightly-crazy folks willing to help of late. Here is Bruce Lindsay and Dick Moseley chest deep in the prairie, doing hand to hand combat.

And what does a "Weedpicker" wear to such a social event? A bucket, of course! This one was filled many times over.

And here, complimenting the 4 foot high teasel, is a patch of chest high poison ivy that I worked in. We'll see how that works out for me!

Thanks to all the fine volunteers who have been working at Daughmer Prairie to help with this important work. All told we have logged many hours, but it is worth the effort to know we are preventing an even larger out-break next year. A special thanks to Guy Denny and Dick Moseley for gathering the troops and making this happen in a timely manner.

I have finally earned my moniker- as a "Weedpicker!"

Ottawa N.W.R. Auto Tour

2011-08-21T20:21:00.000-05:00

There are all sorts of drive-thru opportunities in this fast paced world: hamburgers, banking and pharmacies are just a few. My favorite takes a bit longer, but is well worth the trip.

Crane Creek, as seen from the Ottawa National Wildlife Refuge auto tour.

In a short hour and a half (or longer if you choose) birders can get their birding "fix" on the go. Zoom, zoom. Common Gallinule, Red-necked Phalarope, Greater and Lesser Yellowlegs and a host of birds in between can be seen from the comfort of your car. OK, I admit we had to get out and really look for the phalarope, but it was so worth it!

And it is not only birds! A short walk along these dikes provides ample opportunity for excellent botanizing.
Whorled Milkweed, Asclepias verticillata

Looking rather bland and unassuming to the untrained eye, this plant was one of the highlights of my trip. It is not everyday we find this milkweed, in fact- I am not sure I can name one other place I could consistently find it closer than Adams County.

The narrow leaves might not indicate "milkweed" to most people, but a close-up look at the flower tells the tale. Besides, the monarch butterfly caterpillars can use it as a host plant, and you can't fool the monarchs!

Another huge surprise we found on today's tour, a brightly colored plover. Holy Mackeral!!! It is a Rose-breasted Plover!? What rarity can this be? Some folks were getting pretty excited.

But a few of us remembered a recent post on the Ohio Birding network List-serv. These folded nets also reminded us of the important banding work that goes on at Ottawa NWR. I have attached the notice below. It is a pretty good explanation of the rose-breasted plover.

SPECIAL THANKS: To the Ottawa National Wildlife Refuge for allowing birders some additional days to tour the refuge. It is wonderful to have the opportunity to learn more about the birds, plants and even the insects that are found in our Lake Erie marshes. Thank you again, from of all Ohio's nature lovers.

PS: Birders, don't forget to buy your "Duck Stamp" which helps support the purchase and maintenance of wetland habitats.

Lights of the St. Lawrence

2011-08-18T07:19:00.006-05:00

As one might imagine, we saw plenty of lighthouses and channel lights along the St. Lawrence Seaway. I could have probably amassed another 10 or so if I spent my entire trip on the deck of the boat with my camera. But, here are the highlights from our recent cruise.

The Light/House. A combination of shore light and a house for the keeper and his family. This light is not only picturesque, it still appears functional. Wouldn't it be great to taking a working vacation as the Keeper of this light?

Single light. This light most reminds me of familiar spot in Ohio: the Marblehead lighthouse. This light is structurally similar and likely to be from the same period of time: the early 1800's. It is quite possible the ships that fought at Put-in-Bay quietly piloted past this light on their way to skirmish.

Shipping channel marker. Not technically a lighthouse, but definitely a light. These markers are indispensable for marking the channel the big freighters use as they ply their goods up and down the seaway.

In the last photo, you might note the osprey platform next to the channel light. The osprey like to build nests in these light, and can obscure the marker light. Hence, they are encouraged to use the platforms instead.

However, this family was not about to be evicted and raised two young on the channel marker. Osprey were a common sight along the seaway. I was surprised that Bald Eagles were not. Locals told me there are eagle nests near Rockport, however I did not see an eagle on the entire 4 day trip.

In general, the birding was not what I expected it to be. Along with the osprey, there were the usual mix of gulls and both Caspian and Common Terns. However, I did not see any herons or shorebirds of any kind- even while on port calls. The Double Crested Cormorants are said to be at an all-time high number, and their domination of the islands is putting pressure on the the heron's ability to find suitable nesting sites.

Fort Henry, Kingston Ontario.

The first and the last tower we view upon departure and return to Kingston. This may be more of a watch tower than a light, but certainly is has been used for navigational purposes. This stately structure stands at the base of Fort Henry and near the Canadian Military Academy.

Islands of the 1000 Islands

2011-08-16T07:57:00.005-05:00

Are there really 1000 islands? There are several conflicting sources -somewhere between 1086 and 1870. It must depend who is counting. Either way it is well over one thousand.
An overview of the islands as seen from the tower on Hill Island.

One of the many islands owned by Parks Canada. Basically it is a boaters campground. Someday I hope to come back to explore some of these island first-hand.

One of the smaller islands- not much more than a large rock covered with cormorants... and cormorant crap. Would you count this as an "island?"

Sparrow Island- Another of the small islands owned by Parks Canada. I wonder if Capt. Jack Sparrow hides out here?

Heart Island is the home of the famous Boldt Castle. It has a fascinating history, of wealth and the all the excesses one man could hope to give to his wife. Go here to read more about this amazing place.

Enough for now- must get back to the shuffleboard courts and kite flying...

1000 Islands by Cruise Ship

2011-08-15T13:10:00.005-05:00

The next couple blogs may be more water oriented than botany, but I can only hope you'll forgive. I'll try my best to work some interesting plants and birds into the posts. The scenery is bound to be amazing. After all, what's not to like about ...

1000 Islands! We will be featuring everything from a waterfront view, as my family is aboard a cruise ship in the St.Lawrence Seaway.

The architectural scenery is almost overwhelming. As beautiful as these island are, man has left his calling card in every nook and cranny. We have seen everything from castles to shacks, in every size and description.

I'll do my best to feature some of the history, both natural and man-made.

"Welcome Aboard!" the Canadian Empress. We are about to cruise one of America's largest, most scenic rivers.

Winged Jewel in Rough-cut

2011-08-12T21:07:00.006-05:00

It has been an interesting couple of weeks in the caterpillar department. The latest find was this handsome green specimen...a Promethea Moth caterpillar. He was found on a recently denuded spicebush, looks as though he had already eaten his fill.

It is important for these silk moth caterpillars to be well nourished, for once they are transformed to jewel of the night, they will not have any mouth parts. Silk moths' adult life consists of attracting mates and laying eggs. Their short, but beautiful adulthood will last but a week or two.

Several days later I refound the larva wrapped tight in a spicebush leaf, sealed off in a weather proof cocoon. Let's wish him well for winter. The next time it appears it will be in the springtime- as a woodland winged jewel.

Go here if you would like to see adult prometheas

Keeping Secrets...

2011-08-09T16:17:00.006-05:00

Some of the rarest things in nature are the most fascinating. Factor in the challenge to see these rarities and an obsessive desire is born. We want to see them, we need to see them. Or at least we think we do. Sometimes, maybe it should be enough to know they are there.

Three-birds Orchid, Triphora trianthophora
Diminutive orchids with rare blooming cycles, become the Holy Grail for botanist types. Perhaps, it is good to document their bloom cycles, and fix a "mental search image" so other populations may be found.

Swamp Metalmark, Calephelis muticum
The butterfly so rare, it was thought to be extirpated. Did the last of the previously known population meet its demise by over-zealous by butterfly collectors?

How easy it is to love to death the very treasures we should protect.

River Jewelwing, Calopteryx aequabilis photo by Dennis Paulson

In Ohio dragonflies, it is the delicate River Jewelwing which inspires men to madness and women to mourning. Oh, to see this creature dive beneath the water to lay her eggs, to enable next generation's success. Only two known sites in Ohio; this is the damsel we long to see. But we should put the good of the species, above our need for voyeurism? I have settled for seeing this species in Michigan, where they are not endangered.

Keeping secrets? Maybe we should- if it protects the very plant, insect or bird that we treasure most. Is it keeping secrets, or being responsible? Eco-tourism is great, as long as the "traffic" doesn't endanger the very species we want to save.

Maybe I'll even re-think my desire to see polar bears, after all- do they really need to see me?

The Ohio State Fair

2011-08-06T15:46:00.003-05:00

One thousand seed packets and pencils given away, and it was a distinct pleasure to spend a day in the Division of Natural Areas and Preserves' booth at the Ohio State Fair.

DNAP- they are the ones who conserve some of the rarest plants and animals (including butterflies) in Ohio. Funding has been a major issue this year, and the Division was all but dissolved. Since there is no revenue stream - like hunting licenses or camping site fees- your donations are essential to the protection of these fabulous site. Many are the places consistently featured on this blog: Fowler Woods, Irwin Prairie, Sears Wood, Springville Marsh (to name a few.) So remember to CHECK OFF a donation on your state income tax, or purchase one of those cool purple coneflower and monarch license plates. Those funds go directly to DNAP.

The Natural Resources Park at the state fair has something for everyone! Fishing, kayaking, avian displays, camping info, a mini prairie, and of course my other favorite spot...

The Butterfly House! Packed full of native plants and a variety of butterflies for your viewing pleasure.

People were more than willing to endure the heat to get a gander at flutter-bys up close and personal. Don't forget your camera!

Be sure to put the Ohio State Fair on your list of things to do, and visit the Division of Natural Areas and Preserves for a nifty poster or package of prairie seeds. Support DNAP- and help protect and conserve some of Ohio's greatest natural resources!

Prairie Cordgrass at Daughmer

2011-08-04T20:50:00.007-05:00

Today I returned to Ohio newest State Nature Preserve, Daughmer Prairie. It is a good feeling to know that this prairie remnant will be protected for the future, and these gigantic Bur Oak trees which bore witness to Ohio's First Nations will survive.

A good day for the tree-huggers and weedpickers, indeed.

The morning haze was just rising off the grasses, as dragonflies dried their wings.

The Prairie Cordgrass, Spartina pectinata unfurled flowers waiting to be caressed by warm summer breeze- but a miniature pollinator crashes the party. It couldn't resist the invitation.

This hardy grass gets it name from the Greek: Spartina a grass used for cord and pectinate refers to the comb-like one sided branches of the panicle.

Grass that prefers it damp, Sloughgrass was another common name. Colonies form in dense mats where the ground remains soggy. The sharp leaves of this grass were also called "rip gut" and mule-train drivers soon learned to avoid these areas while crossing America's western prairies. Nothing could be worse than being axle deep in mud in hostile lands.

Remember Timmons, from Dances with Wolves? Even he would have known to avoid the Prairie Cordgrass.

Blue-footed... what?

2011-08-02T21:06:00.005-05:00

Just when you thought you have seen it all, today we discovered an interesting feature on a caterpillar...
blue feet! What type of jumbo caterpillar has blue feet, and blue spines fitting for a punk rocker?

And look at his size. It was bigger around than my fingers and about 5-6 inches long. The luna green color, not uncommon for several of the giant silk moth caterpillars, and studded outer wear is the norm for this crowd. It was just a matter of matching up the specific colors and forms with the Wagner's Caterpillars of Eastern North America. If you have any interest in moths and butterflies this field guide is a "must have."

Cecropia Moth, Hyalopherra cecropia

Cecropias are one brooded in Ohio. Eggs hatch into larva in June, feed until August- and like this fat boy- they are now ready to construct a structure in which it will pass the winter. What is the difference between a butterfly's chrysalis and a moth's cocoon? A moth uses other materials to create the cocoon- whereas a chrysalis remains when a butterfly caterpillar sheds its last outer coat.

These larva deserve our respect, after all, very few make it this far. Most are eaten by birds, or chipmunks, squirrels, mice or any number of hungry creatures. This caterpillar would make a handsome meal once you got past the pointy parts.

Giants silk moths are, sadly, on the decline. They have suffered great losses to the parasitic tachinid fly, imported to kill Gypsy Moth. Unfortunately, the flies are not all that picky about their prey and 82% of the silk moths in one study were reported affected. Add to this the copious amounts of mosquito spray being used in suburban areas, and it is surprising we have any silk moths at all.

So three cheers for the blue-footed creatures; they are welcome to feed on my cherry trees!

Butterflies, finally!

2011-07-31T22:16:00.002-05:00

Prairies are in peak condition in late July, and I planned to post from some of my recent prairie trips. However, since we have had so few butterflies to admire this year- this one especially caught my attention.

Can you name this butterfly?
It is doing none of the things I would expect this species to do. Honestly, I had to look twice before it made sense to me! This is not a butterfly I would look for in a prairie, and I have never seen them nectar on flowers, come to think of it.

It is a little easier to identify now that I caught a rare glimpse of its opened wings. This is a female Tawney Emperor, one of the three species of butterflies to use Hackberry trees exclusively as a host plant.

But how do I know it is female? First off, the color seemed a bit off to me. This female's color is a bit muted, but look at the red-rings around the eye spots on the hind wing- usually those just appear black. The shape of the wings are also a huge clue. In fact, the "fuller" shape of this voluptuous lady may be the other reason it required my second look. The hind wing is fuller and the fore wing is almost... squared off.

Tawney Emperor, a male doing all the things I would expect of a Tawney Emperor.

First, it was near a woods, not in an open field. Second, it is perched on a stump. Tawney Emperor are one of those species known to nectar on sap and dung; they are not generally the flower loving type. And finally, look at the inward curves on both the hind and fore wings. This the look with which I am most familiar.

But wasn't it fun seeing the differences of the male and female? I had never thought of Emperors as being dimorphic before. This is almost as good as sorting sparrows- or skippers!

Re-thinking Weeds

2011-07-26T07:23:00.006-05:00

This past weekend was spent ping-ponging throughout the state, with lots of interesting, but not so botanical findings. However, I did find one "life-plant" which took me through the thrill of a new find, to the "aw-shucks" of "it is just another invasive weed."

As a Weedpicker, I just can't help myself. I am simply drawn to any vegetation that looks new or different to me. On a recent walk with my friends, Hugh and Judy...

Hairy Willow-herb, Epilobium hirsutum caught my eye. This lovely quarter-sized flower was blooming prolifically along a rocky man-made canal. My heart raced... what could it be? There was only one plant growing in this location. Could it be rare?

The long seed pods should have been a hint to its genus; it is a member of the herb-willows (or willow-herbs). Turns out, this is a newly emerging invasive plant on the prowl. Oh my, and it was so pretty- but such a disappointment.

The common names all get jumbled- but in Ohio we call this a Hairy Willow-herb. Seems simple enough and a good translation from the Latin name. However, one of my favorite reference tools, the USDA Plant Data Base calls it "codlins and cream." That may be my official vote for the craziest (and most worthless) common name ever!

Purple-leaved Willow-herb, Epilobium coloratum is a near-relative of the Hairy Willow-herb. It is very, very common in Ohio. Unfortunately you'll have to turn you head side-ways to see those similar seed pods, because the Blogger-gods refuse to post this photo in its correct orientation. The flower is four-petaled, like the more showy "Hairy" plant above, however they are minuscule and difficult to see on this Willow-herb. ( Pay no attention to the Queen-Anne's-Lace in the background. That just another invasive weed.)

Common Eveing-primrose, Oenothera biennis

Like the two willow-herbs above, Common Evening-primrose is another member of the family Onagraceae. This was the plant we originally went out to identify for my friends when I got so distracted by its showy pink (alien) cousin.

There are many forms of Evening-primrose in Ohio, both native and cultivated. However, this is the most common and weediest form. It was a staple in my flower gardens for many years, but I have been phasing it out, as it is an attractive to a major garden pest: Japanese beetles. Instead of powdering and poison insects, I find it easier and more environmental friendly to cease growing plants that attract non-native invasive insects.

It is all a matter of balance. Whether it is insects or plants, a few non-natives might be a beautiful addition, but they might be the beginning of an unwanted over-population. So chose your plants wisely.

A Habitat Hero

2011-07-22T22:37:00.008-05:00

This is quite possibly my favorite story about Ohio habitats. It is the story of hope.

The Swamp Metalmark was a butterfly thought to be extirpated from Ohio. Since 1988 no one had seen this little creature, not much bigger than a copper colored penny.

One young man hadn't given up hope. Troy Shively was still looking for the metalmark, and his search took him to his own Grandfather's back yard. This swampy wetland had been untouched- and ironically, the last of Ohio's Swamp Metalmarks were hiding out in this fen.

A very special plant grows in that wetland beyond the Shively home. The Swamp Thistle is the only plant the Swamp Metalmark will lay their eggs upon and their caterpillars leave tell-tale signs in the leaves.

Swamp Thistle, Cirsium muticum is not a common plant. After all, nearly 95 percent of Ohio's wetlands have been drain; there just aren't that many swamps left for it to grow in.

Coral Hairstreak and Swamp Metalmark - photo by George Sydlowski

Nature photographer George Sydlowski captured these crisp images on our recent trip to visit the Swamp Metalmarks with the Ohio Lepidopterists Butterfly Observer's Group. Swamp Metalmark was a "life butterfly" for everyone in the group, except Troy!

Swamp Metalmark- photo by George Sydlowski

This story had a happy ending. Unfortunately, too many of our habitat stories do not. Hopefully our little copper beauties will live long and prosper- thanks to Grandpa Shively's wisdom for protecting their habitat.