I spotted one of my resident king snakes during a sunny and warm October day. This is the small one and it looks to be growing fast. I had not seen it for most of the summer and I was beginning to wonder if the large one might have eaten it. I googled and googled but couldn’t find any information as to whether this type of snake will eat it’s own kind. Needless to say, I was relieved to spot it the other day and I snapped a pic of it.
I had recently watched a video on YouTube of an Indian man giving a king cobra a drink from a water bottle. The snake had wandered into a small village and apparently they knew that during a time of drought, thirsty snakes could venture into villages seeking a drink. Not that they know someone will hand it to them, but obviously they sense water in the area. Since we’ve had almost no rain in quite some time, I decided I should check if my favorite little salt-and-pepper was thirsty.
I returned with some water in a bucket and as I approached the snake, it also approached me. In contrast, when I first saw it and came closer to capture a photo, it wasn’t interested and stuck it’s head under some leaves as if to hide. I hadn’t even started pouring the water on the concrete and it’s head was already raised up to accept it. At that point I decided to use my phone to make a short clip, but it kept drinking and drinking. I decided to continue with more video and even had to return to the spigot for another splash of water to pour out.
Needless to say, I love my speckled king snakes. I couldn’t find the big one on that day, but I have seen it leave the house area and head toward the pond. It’s a full grown adult, so I’m not too worried about that one. Needless to say, I have absolutely no rodents around the house and I don’t worry about any other snake in the immediate area because I know my salt & peppers will chomp it right quick.
A crested caracara bird has an eventful afternoon. It starts off with a lonely, yet firm stance on a gravel patch along the Laguna Madre bay area. I slowly walk closer to the bird and it stays in place, posing very still for a crisp photograph. I slowly leave and then a neighborhood cat comes around to investigate this brazen bird. The bird moves just a little to face toward the feline, ready to strike and reverse any plans the cat may have. A male caracara swoops in to send the cat running, and lands next to the stoic female. Even though they look identical, sexing them becomes extremely obvious, even from a distance.
There are a few questions that I still have about not only trail and game cams in general, but specifically the one I decided to purchase. The Browning Trail Camera Sub-Micro Strike Force 10MP BTC-5HD. I’ll eventually figure out most of the answers and will post updates. Following below are what must apparently be some Infrequently Answered Questions.
Watch this male blue jay shimmy over to feed his mate, when she arrives at the feed-stump. They both display a lot of body language in this short clip. You can almost give it a dialogue, if you’re feeling creative.
The oak trees have burst out with a fresh set of pale leaves that are quickly turning dark green, as they continue to grow. The forest is filling in with the deciduous trees blooming and merging with the evergreens. Both types of trees, and wildflowers too, have been pollinating and the air is still filled with fine yellow-green dust. It’s a busy time of year with a rapidly changing environment.
This little bird, a yellow rumped warbler, made these cedar tree berries seem like a pretty big meal. I was a little surprised that it was able to swallow the berries. It did seem to take it’s time, especially compared to the waxwing birds that were also feeding. Continue reading Yellow Rumped Warbler
Right around Thanksgiving, a large group of Cedar Waxwings, and a few other birds, decided the berries on this tree were ripe and ready. There were plenty of berries to go around, but not enough space for all the birds at once. They would take turns visiting the cedar tree for a meal, with the bulk of the flock waiting in a nearby oak tree.