How does that grab you?
And I would never have reacted if I had not been on the trail many years ago of an owl nesting in a heron's nest - now that is also completely irrelevant, like almost but not quite completely unlike tea.
So yesterday I was crossing the street - yes running away from home - when I saw this familiar object just about in the middle of the road.
Quickly thinking, I let it crawl onto my glove and escorted it across the road, in the direction it was aligned - I habe no idea of heads and tails - and then took some photos.
Some day I hope to see the moth, Pyrrharctia isabella
Do read about this caterpillar, quite remarkable, and maybe eventually, if we live that long, it will also be very useful to us in medicine.
I had several adventures yesterday that may some day get their blogspot but for now I want to finish with a visit to Leacock this afternoon.
We - Vicki and I - sat at a picnic bench contemplating the excavations of a Pileated woodpecker who unfortunately for us was no where to be seen. However, there did appear to be some motion in one or two of its holes.
Is there something?
An Easter Bunny or Mad March Hatter?
And then it bolted.
And like the Pileated, maybe, never to be seen again?
All this between Leacock's home and boathouse, all on a Sunday afternoon.