Poking around tonight, I spotted the first eastern spadefoot (Scaphiopus holbrookii) of the season, and so commemorated this event, naturally.
This one is partially backed into its burrow, which is where they often sit, simply waiting for food like crickets to walk by. It’s amusing (honestly, a little frustrating) that this actually works I’ve sat outside
Perhaps having read my previous post where I dumped on February for being so dismal and rainy, it responded by producing a quite nice day today, as in, no jacket required, so take, take me home. The handful of leftover pics I had slotted to throw up here are now superseded by the ones I actually got today, and there’s just a few, so settle in.
We need to start with, the weeping willow (Salix
Nothing too exciting this week, so I’m making up for it by providing several different things – quantity instead of quality, the bywords of the US.
Let’s start with one that I discovered while mowing, and thus had to resort to the smutphone to capture, which once again convinced me how much they suck.
The mantids have not been highly visible on the property, and
