I don’t think we will have a very colorful Fall in Michigan this year. The unseasonably hot, dry spell we had in September caused many of the leaves to shrivel up and drop, and now rain has moved in. We are now almost halfway through October, and we still have not had a killing frost, which always seems to make the colors pop.
Went to water my flowers the other day, and found something was blocking the spout of the waterer. Was horrified to find it was a tree frog who had been washed right to the narrow tip and seemed to be firmly stuck. Afraid trying to help might cause more harm than good, I decided to wait and see if he could figure it out for himself. It took a few minutes, but he did gradually squeeze himself out, landing safely in the flowers. You just never know where you might come across these sweet little guys!
I often come across some interesting feathers on my walks. I know the larger one came from a Wild Turkey, but I don’t recognize the smaller one.
As the weather finally warms up, the wildflowers are starting to bloom in the woods. Daffodils have been blooming at the nature conservancy for several weeks. They do well here as the deer don’t seem to care for them!
Yellow Trout Lilies are among the first to bloom in the woods at the State Park, along with Spring Beauties.
Sat on my front porch, enjoying the sunshine the other day, when I felt something land on my head. Carefully removed my hat to see what it was, and found this Tree Frog! He hopped from my hat to my lap and rested there for a few minutes before making his way to the deck, which gave me the opportunity to fetch my camera.
I often find these guys hanging out in my flowers, but was surprised to see one this early in the season – especially on top of my head! 🙂
Glanced out the front window the other day, and spotted a butterfly resting with wings open on my hammock. Grabbed the camera and hurried out to see if I could get a shot of it, but of course it was gone!
Didn’t spot this cute little Tree Frog until I was on my way back in. Tree Frogs are much easier subjects than Butterflies! 🙂
It seems to be a good year for Wild Roses. Too bad these delicate blooms are so short-lived.
I read somewhere that Daisies are a sign of poor soil, so I am sorry to see so many of them in my pasture, but they are beautiful, just the same!
At least the bees appreciate them!
I was feeling a bit blue a couple of weeks ago, and decided one more trip to the nursery might lift my spirits. Hard to feel sad among all the beautiful blooms.
Spotted this Tree Frog on my window the other night. A sure sign of Summer. He will leave sticky footprints on the window, but I really don’t mind. 🙂
Dame’s Rocket is making a fine showing in the woods and along the roadsides. Our ever fickle weather has turned very hot today, with the promise of possible storms this afternoon. A couple of days ago, I was running the furnace. Looks like today we will be switching back to AC! Gotta love Michigan! 🙂
By this time of year, I am tired of posting Snow Pictures, so it was nice to be able to catch a few signs of Spring with my camera the other day.
The Aspen trees are sporting their fuzzy catkins, and some varieties of Maple are budding out nicely.
The Peepers began singing last week, and grow louder as the weather warms up. Looks like we are in for a cool down in a couple of days, but that is to be expected at this time of year. At least all the snow is gone (for now) and things are beginning to green up.
Could not resist buying another African Violet the other day. I thought these blooms were quite striking, and will add some cheer to the house, while we wait for the Spring flowers to bloom outdoors.
May is one of the loveliest months here. The trees are beginning to leaf out, and some are blossoming. Swallows, House Wrens and Orioles have returned, and wildflowers are starting to bloom.
I came across some Trillium in the woods this morning, but it was raining so I did not bring a camera. Perhaps the weather will be more cooperative tomorrow. We have had a real taste of Summer the last few days, but now it is chilly and wet, but the forecast looks promising for the rest of the week.
I went to the Nature Conservancy to photograph the Marsh Marigolds, and was also able to get some good shots of a frog, who seemed content to ignore me as I crawled around on hands and knees, trying to get a good angle!
They leave sticky foot-marks on the window, but I really don’t mind. It is just such fun to see them close up.
Butterfly Weed is in bloom now in the Park, and I found some Swamp Milkweed growing next to the lake the other day. I so enjoy these splashes of color.
We were blessed with a few cooler days last week. The Weather People called it another Polar Vortex, making it sound like the end of the world was coming, but we actually welcomed a break from the heat and mosquitoes. Usually, by this time in July, our lawn has turned brown and crispy, but we have still been getting above average rainfall, so it is lush, green, and seemingly forever in need of mowing!
Cooler, drier weather allowed me to walk the trails without being eaten alive by mosquitoes. Abbie and I enjoyed a nice long hike at the Nature Conservancy, and my husband and I were able to replace a broken fence post on one of the pastures.
Came across a large frog at the edge of the lake the other day. Usually they slip away under the water before we can get close enough for photos, but this one didn’t even seem to notice me snapping away with my camera.
We are back to warm and humid weather now, with the possibility of storms and the Deer Fly are making themselves known. They buzz around our heads and bite Abbie’s ears, making our walks much less enjoyable.
Will have to grin and bear it for at least the next week or so, and hope drier air will move in soon.
I love the way the air smells at this time of year. Lilacs, Russian Olives, and Black Locust Trees are in bloom and they fill the air with sweetness. (Probably not good for my allergies, but I still enjoy it.)The sounds from the swamp have changed from the high-pitched song of the ‘peepers’ to the softer, banjo-like sound of the Green Frogs. Our resident Barn Swallows are here, and we are hoping they have babies in the nest by now. With luck, they will raise two hatches of four babies before they leave us in September.
I replanted the flowers the Possum dug up the other night, and they seem to have survived. We have not heard or seen the Orioles lately, so I think they have moved on. I have decided not to put any more grape jelly out for them anyway, so as not to invite another visit from the Possum. I do try to live in peace with the local wildlife, but they have to meet me halfway, by keeping a respectful distance from the house and barn!
So here we are nearing the end of March and the lakes and ponds are still frozen. There was even a brave ice fisherman on the lake in the Park this morning.
Usually by now we would be hearing frogs begin their mating songs. As the weather warms, and the ponds thaw, they begin. It is very faint at first and you have to get close to hear them. This takes some finesse for if you stray too close, they disappear under the water and stay silent for a while. But if you are patient they will gradually come back, one by one and begin their songs again.
As the weather grows warmer, the volume increases, especially at night. An expert can recognize each variety of frog by their different calls, but I am content just listening to them and trying to catch a glimpse of one on my walks.
Today is still chilly and grey, but at least it will be above freezing, so my Mum and I can enjoy our usual afternoon out. The ten-day forecast looks fairly promising, but we are all beginning to lose faith in the Weatherman!