When I loaded the kayak (which is stored in the yard outside my apartment in Westbrook) into the car after a long work day - there was a dragonfly on it. 'that's whimsically weird' I think, as I load it into my Honda Civic hatchback. (weird because I usually encounter loads of them at the river, not on the kayak while it's stored) What are the odds? but, odds are odd, so I don't question it.
On the river I spot something winged struggling in the water. A dragonfly? A closer look, and I see it's a yellowjacket. I pass by.
Then pause. hmmm. if it was dragonfly, or a damselfly, you'd intervene and scoop it out.
What makes you think it's okay to rescue one species and let another drowned?
I turn around. Extend the paddle. It climbs aboard the rescue clip.
It spends the next several intervals walking around the kayak. I say intervals, because at times I lose sight of it and forget it's on board.
When it drops into the kayak I use my notebook to entice it back out. His little wing may be injured, but his sting is not. I don't want to be the recipient of his defenses. But I owed him.
Spelling Bee (Yellowjacket) |
This week, a yellowjacket community that had been building a nest in the
vinyl siding outside my apartment door became a problem. Another tenant
sprayed the nest with canned poison, and that caused them to look for
an alternate out. Both he and I had an influx of yellowjackets. Mine came in via a pipe that extends
through the ceiling into the 'living' room. A dozen yellowjackets buzzed
at the two windows, trying to find 'out.' I captured most of them in a jar and freed them outside. I vacuumed one, which I then regretted. It was the guilt of thinking of him whirring around inside the HEPA filtered bag. Poor thing! | Came upon this contented bird floating...floating....floating | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Another View of WaterBird |
YELLOWJACKET UPDATE: His wing was damaged, and I figured that had rendered him unable to fly. But eventually he was recovered enough, and he rose up and flew off into the woods.
(9/23/12 A few days have passed. This morning the other tenant said he's been stung 4 times by pissed off yellowjackets. They've left me alone. Who knows. Maybe there's a karmic justice at work.)
I saw a MINK today! I heard a slight sound from the riverbank where I was floating quietly. Then, what I at first thought was a black cat, but which moved with much more fluidity and un-selfconsciousness, turned out to be what I deduce was a mink. So damn cute! It paused briefly in its travels, then moved to an opening under a tree root. I had grabbed my camera and in my excitement I pressed the off button instead of the picture button. Dummy. I didn't get its picture. Here's a mink pic taken from a news website (the mink I spotted looked very similar)
Wiki says: Semi-aquatic, carnivorous, from the family Mustelidae, which also includes the weasels and the otters and ferrets.
The sunset is stunning, as always
Another stunning perspective
The trees, being hummed a cloud lullaby, listen in stillness and reflection
I listen too. Life is good.
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