The NWR complex 'provides protection for historically abundant oak savannah, native prairie, riparian forest and wetland habitats.' So a nice mix of habitats, but I was most interested in the wetland part.
I went in late afternoon to increase my bird sighting chances, and I have the feeling I'll be spending many evenings there in the new two months. The trail started through some boggy riparian forest where I found a massively abundant display of a saxifrage called Fringecup (Tellima grandflora).
Who wouldn't want to live somewhere like this?
They're glorious!!!
And of course a mushroom. Mushrooms aren't that intriguing right now, but they're around.
A nice little Marsh Wren (Cistothorus palustris) made noise for a while until I accidentally made a noise.
I guess if you're a beetle then flowering grass is a pretty romantic place to cop a feel. Your guess is as good as (or better than) mine as to the lupine species.
Magnificent burnt orange fuzzy wuzzy caterpillar!
Aren't you glad you aren't a pollinator on pale flowers? Last summer I saw these spiders wreaking havoc on butterflies, but if you're a lurk-and-lunge predator you can probably do some damage to less benign prey. Like say a honey bee.
I saw a rail! Without even trying! A Virginia rail (Rallus limicola) has a weird low call that sounds like someone punched a frog. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Downy or Hairy woodpecker, the distribution says no Downys here but it has the right markings... Hairy is the only other one that has a plain white back, so there you go.
The snag above was covered in these little guys, I'm going with Tree Swallow (Tachyineta bicolor). They flitted all over the place, and the only place they seemed to land for more than a few seconds was out on that dead tree.
Here's another mystery plant for you. It was in one spot along the road so I'm guessing its exotic, up to 3ft high.
Initially I thought she was just sitting on her nest. Nope, she had at least six goslings stuffed under her wings. Way to go mom! There were two sets of goslings on this little tiny island, as well as a nest that no one was sitting on.
Earlier in the day I watched a Bald eagle chasing another bald eagle. There were at least three out there at some point.
I'd like to think of this last picture (Great Blue Heron) as an impressionist piece.
Have a silly Tuesday.