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Swallow-tailed Kite Migration Begins

Coming from Long Island, New York, I was elated to see what looked like an exotic bird here in Florida while driving north on Route 200. At first I thought someone was flying kite in a field along the highway, but I slowed down long enough to see that it was actually a large forked-tailed black and white bird. Once home, with field guides and I identified this magnificent bird as the swallow-tailed kite.

Since that time I have seen these acrobatic birds nearly daily soaring over our community from mid-March through mid-August. They are efficient flyers and can stay aloft for hours. These are large birds with wingspans of nearly 4 feet. What is interesting about kites is that they are birds of prey, raptors. They will glean large insects such as grasshoppers and anoles and frogs and baby birds and even small snakes from forests and meadows. These magnificent birds even hawk insects in mid-air.

Swallow-tailed kites nest here in Florida on the very tops of cypress trees with nests made of twigs and Spanish moss. They have raised their little ones, now full sized, and are traveling south for the winter – to the southern tip of Florida and then off across the Gulf past Cuba to the Yucatan Peninsula where they will stop briefly to forage. Then the kites will continue south over the Panama Canal before settling into areas of South America.

Swallow-tailed Kites once inhabited 21 states, but by the early 1900’s their populations declined rapidly and now they are found in only 7 southern states. In 1995, there were 2,500 pairs of kites in the U.S. This species has been proposed to be federally listed as threatened or endangered, but more data needs to be collected on their current population and there are efforts to get that information by conservation groups.

I wish these magnificent birds a safe journey to and from Florida and look forward to their return next spring.

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The Irish Jig in July


It was a beautiful July morning in central Florida. The sun’s warm rays heated the still air causing clouds to billow in the distance. Anne and I decided to take a quick walk before thunderstorms dropped copious amounts of rains forcing us to stay indoors for the rest of the day. After going out the front door, Anne decided to stop at her milkweed plants on the east side of the house to see how the plethora of monarch butterfly caterpillars were doing only to discover thin stalks of wooden sticks nearly devoid of leaves. Feeling bad that the remaining caterpillars wouldn’t have enough to eat she delicately plucked 12 – 15 caterpillars of varying sizes to move to milkweeds on the west side of the house where there was plenty to eat. With her hands full of caterpillars, she carefully walked towards the other side of the house when she shrieked at the corner of the home. I looked over to see here doing the Irish jig while screaming and going nowhere fast. I think she was trying to run, but panicked, she was just jumping up and down in place. I’m like, “What’s the matter?”
I came over to where she nearly dropped all the caterpillars to see a southern black racer snake curled with its head up exposing its white chin. It looked as startled as Anne was distressed. Anne was long gone depositing her caterpillars on the fully leafed milkweed on the other side of our house. I thought, “A photo opportunity here!” Anne returned but maintained a 20+ foot distance from the snake and shrieked every time it moved. “It’s harmless,” I exclaimed. “I don’t care,” Anne retorted.
I sat in the grass about 10 feet away and watched the snake. “Don’t get bit, Gary,” Anne pleaded. After a few minutes, the snake explored the small shrubs that lined the walkway that connected the front door with the driveway. It climbed up onto one bush and seemed to be hunting as it wound its way in and out of the branches. It glided down coming down to the ground, slithered to the next bush and climbed into the plant. Suddenly, it picked up its head and rose 12 inches in the air flicking its forked tongue out of its mouth tasting the air and changed direction heading towards the front of the house. It leaned towards the front of the garage where two anoles climbed up on the outside of the house “hugging” each other. I am not quite sure if the lizards were they hugging each other over the fear of the snake in their midst or were they in an embrace of love and got scared by the snake?
The black racer, sensing breakfast glided silently towards the two lizards. The lizards disappeared into the large hibiscus shrub while the snake made its way to the base of the shrub. After searching for some time, the black snake slithered across the driveway to the other hibiscus. Up pops another anole. Somehow, it senses danger and climbs up on the outside of the house while the snake slithers in and out of the lower branches of the bush. Sweating under the hot Florida sun, I decide to take a break and go into my cool air conditioned home. Anne is already inside and tells me, “I hope that beast doesn’t think it can come into our garage!” I chuckle, but each time after that when I open the garage door, I check to be sure that we don’t have an intruder. Then I would have to deal with Anne!

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“Lobster” Breakfast for the White Ibis on Lake Tsala Apopka

A single white ibis strolls along the water’s edge of Lake Tsala Apopka on this summer morning. It surveys the lake bottom for something to eat. I am not sure it is finding anything at first, but I continue to focus my camera on the bird as it steps into the water. It probes the lake bottom with its long curved orange bill that latches a crayfish. It hauls the crustacean out of the water. The crayfish makes every effort to break out of the firm grasp by curling its tail wildly as its claws snap at the air. But its attempt to escape is futile and the ibis is able to swallow the crayfish whole. You might think that would satisfy the wader, but it continues to poke about for more crayfish and is successful at downing one, two, three, four and more crayfish in a matter of minutes. The pond is full of these tiny “lobsters” of the fresh water lake and although I do feel bad for them, I know that this is life. Even I enjoy a lobster every now and then!

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Shh! Don’t Tell Anne!

To say Anne does not like any creature with too many legs or no legs at all is an understatement. While walking along Lake Tsala Apopka recently she retreated behind me pushing me forward because she spotted a four-foot long snake on the ground that we nearly stepped on.

It remained motionless even as I photographed it from all angles. “Is it alive?” Anne asks, “Here’s a stick, poke it.” The stick was about a foot long. “I’m not going to poke it with that!” I replied and I tossed the stick towards the snake to see if it moved. It did not at first, but after a few minutes it turned its head towards the stick. “It’s alive!” I declared. Then it glided on the grass  slowly and deliberately away from where I photographed it.

The snake was a harmless, yellow rat snake common here in Florida. It eats lizards, rats, mice, birds and even squirrels. It freezes when frightened which explains why it “posed” for all those pictures. The most amazing thing about this snake is that it is arboreal. It actually is adept at climbing trees, especially the cypress trees that grow here. I guess we’ll have to look over our heads now too. Shh! Don’t tell Anne! She may never go for a walk with me again!

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Central Florida Rookeries Winding Down

Most of the herons and egret chicks have hatched and are nearly or fully fledged in this Orlando rookery. We still see an occasional cattle egret parent incubating eggs, but active nests are becoming scarce. Though many fledged birds are hunting for fish, tadpoles and other aquatic life on their own, they still act like they are starving chicks, fluttering their wings and squawking loudly when their parents approach them. Some parents still feed their nearly grown youngsters; other adults ignore their fully fledged chicks.

Soon the rookery will be quiet as the young egrets, herons and wood storks disperse. Since the location is still a good source of food some will return here to hunt for fish, catch frogs and rummage for crayfish in the swampy waters. Now the alligators begin to lay eggs along the edges of the cypress swamps and ponds.