Snowy Owl Quest

American Goldeneye-Phantom Snowy Owl

American Goldeneye     L                                                                Phantom Snowy Owl R

I met Trapper Dave and Bobcat Bill at Foote Dam on the Au Sable River. Mallards and Common Goldeneyes swam below the dam. Cold air, -10 degrees F, and a five mile an hour breeze stung my cheeks. We headed toward the former Wurtsmith Air Force Base and possible Snowy Owls. We scanned the snow covered runways for owls. We saw no owls. Our only birds were a flock of Rock Pigeons on one of the hanger roofs. We decided to continue our owl quest at Tuttle Marsh.

Tuttle Marsh National Wildlife Area covers 5000 acres and is managed by the Huron National Forest. A loop road leads around the impoundment and my imagination turns every snow covered stub or small snow mound into an owl. We stop frequently and at one stop we find an otter slide. The otters crossed the road, slid down the bank and then pranced across a frozen pond. They are the only Michigan mammal to play solely to have fun.

We continue to the mouth of the Au Sable River and walk out the catwalk into Lake Huron. Shards of ice, several feet across, line the shore. Ice chunks float down the river and several Goldeneyes swim among them. On the lake side of the walk several round ice disks spin with the wave action. The turning disks contact other disks or rocks and wear down any sharp edges. I can see the disks growing in size as small pieces of floating ice adhere to the outside of the disk. Red-breasted Mergansers float in the waves out in the big lake. A stiff wind blows and we don’t dare stand in the open too long at these temperatures. We flee back to the warmth of the truck.

Otter slide and tracks

Otter slide and tracks

At Loud Dam we see a hundred Trumpeter Swans below the dam. I hear them call as I get out of the truck. Trumpeter Swan recovery is one of the greatest conservation stories. In 1933 only 66 Trumpeter Swans existed in the 48 states, fewer than I have in my current view. They are a common sight now in the Grayling area and we find one or two nests every year without searching. Buffleheads, Goldeneyes, Mallards, Common Mergansers are mixed in with the swans. David Sibley has some helpful tips for separating Trumpeter Swans from Tundra Swans.

Trumpeter Swans

Trumpeter Swans

Ice crystals form unique patterns at these temperatures. We find pretty crystal shapes along small streams and at the edge of the river.

Ice Crystals

Ice Crystals

We spent the day wandering through Nature even though the temperature never reached zero. We dressed for it and knew when to seek shelter from the wind. Despite the lack of a Snowy Owl it was a fun day. There are things to see outdoors in Michigan no matter the season. Get out and look.

Copyright 2018 by Donald Drife

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Springtime

Crocus

Crocus blooming in lawn in March

Spring is beginning to explode in Southeastern Michigan. I saw the first Woodchuck (Marmota monax) of the year in our yard. It is a healthy looking female. I watch her burrow entrance every spring. This morning it was filled with winter debris but is now cleaned out. A thousand crocus bloom in our front yard. However, there are no pollinators on this early nectar source. Turkey Vultures are heading north in their spiraling kettles.

I decide to visit Seven Ponds Nature Center to look for Skunk-cabbage (Symplocarpus foetidus). I hear Red-winged Blackbirds trilling when I pull into the parking lot. This is one of the best signs of spring. I can hear Sandhill Cranes calling, another first for the year. A small V of seven cranes flies over, heading toward the calling cranes. They fly with their necks out-stretched and they quickly upbeat their wings and slowly downbeat. I can see the red on the tops of their heads.

I charge down the trail, scarcely aware of my surroundings, heading to the boardwalk where I observed Skunk-cabbage last fall. I need to slowdown. I need to take in Nature. I need to decompress and enter fully into her world. I force myself not to hurry.

Symplocarpus foetidus

Skunk Cabbage flowering in standing water

Along the trail to the boardwalk I see Skunk-cabbage blooming. This Jack-in-the pulpit relative is one of the first plants to bloom. Its flowers consist of a center ball (spadex) which is a cluster of individual perfect flowers. It is surrounded by a spathe with an opening to allow pollinators to enter. The flowers are foul smelling and remind me of rotting meat. This smell attracts their main pollinators, flies.

Symplocarpus foetidus flowers

Skunk Cabbage flowers

As I lie on the trail photographing the plants I can hear buzzing insects. Honey Bees (Apis mellifera) are visiting the flowers. I have never observed Honey Bees on Skunk-cabbage before. I could not get close enough to see if the bees were gathering pollen or just visiting the flowers. I later check Frank Pellett’s book American Honey Plants. He quotes G[ilbert]. M. Doolittle who  states that he values Skunk-cabbage, “more highly than any other pollen-yielding plant or tree, and that there was nothing with which he was familiar so eagerly sought by the bees, nor any source of pollen which so greatly stimulated brood rearing.”

Symplocarpus foetidus

Variation in Skunk Cabbage spathe colors

The spathe color varies from dark maroon to a yellow-green with reddish speckles. I do not know if the color is related to the age of the plants or is simply a variation.  Farther along the trail I smell a few damaged plants. Their odor is unpleasant, reminding me of a skunk’s scent but without the faint sweet smell.

Alnus incana

Speckled Alder flowers developing

Speckled Alder (Alnus incana subsp. rugosa) is not quite in flower along the boardwalk. The yellow male catkins are expanding but not yet producing pollen. The small, red, female flowers are developing.

Castor canadensis

Beaver cut tree stump and lodge

Beavers (Castor canadensis) have a lodge along the shore of one of the lakes. This colony does not need a dam because the lake is naturally deep enough for their needs. They are cutting Speckled Alder for food. Branches from one of the Soft Maples, stripped of bark, are placed on the top of the lodge.

As I walk back to my car my pace is slow. When I surround myself in Nature I unwind.  I never know what I will see, even walking in a familiar area. I just get out and look. On this walk I have seen only familiar old friends that I know at a glance; however, it is still rewarding to renew these old friendships.

March 13, 2016
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Nature Surrounds Us

At the Old Car Festival at Greenfield Village

At the Old Car Festival at Greenfield Village

I recently attended the annual Old Car Festival at Greenfield Village in Dearborn Michigan. Henry Ford founded Greenfield Village as an ideal American village and collected historic homes and shops from around the world to fill it. The Old Car Festival attracts hundreds of cars built before 1933. Photographing, and just experiencing these antique vehicles is exciting and the Village is also a great place where you can spend the day in nature.

Stinkhorn - L Great Black Wasp - C Digger Bee - R

Stinkhorn – L Great Black Wasp – C Digger Bee – R

On my way to the village, I visited my dentist in Ferndale. As I drive to his office, I spot a group of stinkhorn fungi and after my appointment, I walk down to see them. They are Stinkhorns (Phallus rubicundus) and I photograph them with my cellphone. Their smell reminds me of rotting meat but I see no flies or other insects around them this morning. Flies feed on the slime that covers the surface and contains the spores. Flies transport some spores to other locations and the remaining spores fall to the ground, increasing the colony’s size. This group grows in landscape mulch between the street and sidewalk.

Arriving at the Village, I walk down to the herb garden. Golden Northern Bumble Bees (Bombus fervidus) pollinated the zinnia plants. They move sluggishly in the cool morning air, more hopping than flying from flower to flower. Their head is a pale yellow and their body is pale yellow with black bands.

Several Great Black Wasps (Sphex pensylvanicus) are busy pollinating the mints. They fly quickly in spite of the cool morning air, feeding on nectar. I cautiously approached these 25mm (one inch) long insects in order to get a photograph. They are not aggressive but I treat them with respect.

A Digger Bee (Melissodes sp.) suns itself on a leaf, waking up from a night’s sleep. Female bees return to the nest at night but males often sleep in groups outside of the nest and are sometimes found in the evenings clinging to a leaf. They are also called sleeping bees. These hairy little bees burrow underground for their nests and I discover an opening to a subterranean nest along the brick pathway.

Golden Northern Bumble Bee -L Goldenrod Soldier Beetle - C Leaf Cutter Bee - R

Golden Northern Bumble Bee -L Goldenrod Soldier Beetle – C Leaf Cutter Bee – R

In the Burbank Garden, there is a large clump of Wild Ageratum (Conoclinium coelestinum) with a day flying Ailanthus Moth (Atteva aurea) feeding on it. This small but pretty moth was once limited to southern Florida, where it fed on Paradisetree. When the related, non-native, Tree-of-Heaven (Ailanthus), was planted into its range the moth found a new food source and spread northward. People who are not interested in nature often point this unique moth out to me.

 Splendid Green Metallic Bee - L Ailanthus Moth - C Eastern Yellowjacket - R

Splendid Green Metallic Bee – L Ailanthus Moth – C Eastern Yellowjacket – R

I focus my camera on the Wild Ageratum and patiently wait. Several pollinators appear. Splendid Green Metallic Bees (Agapostemon splendens), Leaf Cutter Bees (Megachile sp.), and Eastern Yellowjackets (Vespula maculifrons) fly onto the flower. Goldenrod Soldier Beetles (Chauliognathus pennsylvanicus) visit the plant. All these insects show up in just ten minutes. I often just stand still by a blooming plant and wait to see what comes by.

Thin-leaf Coneflower - L Pinkish Aphids - C Bald Face Hornet - R

Thin-leaf Coneflower – L Pinkish Aphids – C Bald Face Hornet – R

An English perennial garden with a twist surrounds Cotswold Cottage. The twist is several Michigan native plants grow in it including Thin-leaf Coneflower (Rudbeckia triloba). It resembles a short-rayed Black-eyed Susan (R.hirta). Pinkish Aphids (Uroleucon sp.) feed on several native coneflower species. Aphids suck the juices of living plants and can be pests in the garden. Bald Face Hornets (Dolichovespula maculata) swarm over Fennel (Foeniculum vulgare) flowers, caressing each flower cluster. By mid-afternoon, a Cross Orbweaver (Araneus diadematus) is building a web for its evening of hunting. The web’s guidelines are completed and the spider is laying down the sticky interior crosslines.

Okra - L Flower-of-an-hour - C Eastern Cottontail - R

Okra – L Flower-of-an-hour – C Eastern Cottontail – R

At Firestone Farms, Okra (Abelmoschus esculentus) grows in the field along with its pretty cousin Flower-of-an-hour (Hibiscus trionum). Both are in the Hibiscus Family (Malvaceae) and they resemble each other. Flower-of-an-hour is an accurate common name for this plant with short-lived flowers. Also inhabiting the garden is an Eastern Cottontail. She is a little wary but can be approached with caution as she feeds on garden weeds, dandelion leaves are her favorite.

Cross Orbweaver - L Mallard x Black Duck hybrid - C Burr Oak acorns - R

Cross Orb weaver – L Mallard x Black Duck hybrid – C Burr Oak acorns – R

As I walk around Greenfield Village today, I subconsciously identify the natural world that surrounds me. Burr Oaks and Black Walnuts are fruiting. Double-crested Cormorants silently pass overhead. This was a rare species in the 1970s after DDT in the Great Lakes food chain crashed their numbers. However, it has recovered and I now often see them inland from the big lakes. On the pond by the craftworks a Mallard x Black hybrid duck floats. This is the most common duck hybrid in the Great Lakes region and I see more hybrids than pure Black Ducks.

Humans are part of Nature whether or not we acknowledge her. Nature does not just exist “out there” in some distant wilderness area. In Joel Sartore’s book Rare: Portraits of America’s Endangered Species, he comments, “Each [species] sings a unique verse about its place in the world, but the chorus is the same: Most are in serious trouble. As animals ourselves, this should make us nervous.” We are interlinked with nature, her future is our future. As I learn more about the natural world, I come to understand that the intricate weavings of her web-of-life are still largely unknown. They are simply too complex. When we alter one aspect, it is almost impossible to predict how this change will impact the environment and us.
Copyright 2014 by Donald Drife

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Using Scientific Names or Common Names

I have a need to name the plants I find in the wild. Edward Voss used to remark, “You can’t understand the play unless you know the characters.” Names provide access to organisms. Once I know an organism’s name I can look it up, online, in a book, or in a technical journal, and learn more about it. Normally I search with the scientific name to make sure that I am reading about the correct species.

Edward Voss also said, “Common names are for common people.” However, this blog tries to use common names where they are available and in wide use. When Joyce and I talk about plants, we normally use their common names. We understand which plant we are referring to because we have established between ourselves a set of common names.

Some common names are the scientific names. For example, Hosta, Hibiscus, Trillium, Yucca, Hepatica, and Anemone to name a few. Scientific names are Latinized names and not Latin translations of a common name. It is a misnomer to speak of a plant’s “Latin name.”

Regional common names are interesting: Whip-poor-will’s Shoe, Herb-trinity, Stinking Benjamin, Robin-runaway, Adam-and-Eve, White Coolwort, and Scrambling Rocket are some. Common names can be local. In Michigan, we have a local common name for Ilex verticillata of “Michigan Holly.” Elsewhere it is called Winterberry or Black-alder. In Virginia it is called “Virginia Winterberry.”

Wintergreen (Gaultheria procumbens)-L & Partridge-berry (Mitchella repens)-R

Wintergreen (Gaultheria procumbens)-L & Partridge-berry (Mitchella repens)-R

Unlike birds, there is no organization that establishes the common or even the scientific names of plants. As a result, most plants have more than one common name especially if they are wide spread and used for food or medicine. Gaultheria procumbens, a plant that I call Wintergreen, is also called: Chinks, One-berry, Drunkards, Chicken-berry, Red Pollom, Partridge-berry (a common name that I use for a different species, Mitchella repens), Ivory Plum, Mountain-tea, Checker-berry, or one of fifteen other common names.

Ironwood or Hop-hornbeam (Ostrya virginiana)-L & Ironwood or Blue-beech (Carpinus caroliniana)-R

Ironwood or Hop-hornbeam (Ostrya virginiana)-L & Ironwood or Blue-beech (Carpinus caroliniana)-R

Some common names are used for more than one plant. Most cultures that work with wood have a tree named Ironwood. When I searched for “ironwood” on the Internet, I found a few dozen species from around the world. Ironwood is simply the hardest wood in that culture. Michigan has two related species called Ironwood, Carpinus caroliniana and Ostrya virginiana. Hemlock is used for two very different species. The one that Socrates drank to kill himself is an herb (Conium maculatum) and the other is the Hemlock tree (Tsuga canadensis) of the north.

At times, the reason a plant has a certain common name is obvious. Bloodroot has a rhizome that “bleeds” a red sap when cut. Goldthread’s roots look as if they are golden threads. Twinflower’s flowers come in pairs. Ragged Fringed Orchid flowers possess a ragged lip. Other times the reason for the name is obscure. Cowwheat is not a wheat and does not resemble a cow or grow in a pasture. Stinking Benjamin flowers smell rank but who was “Benjamin?”

Twinflower-L & Ragged Fringed Orchid-R

Twinflower (Linnaea borealis)-L & Ragged Fringed Orchid (Platanthera lacera)-R

Sometimes however, a common name is more stable than its scientific name. There is only one species of fern called Ostrich Fern. Since I have been studying ferns, it has gone under the names Pteretis pensylvanica, and Matteuccia pensylvanica. Currently it is called Matteuccia struthiopteris but every botanist in the English-speaking world knows the common name Ostrich Fern.

Some common names are manufactured and not in general use. Sessile-leaved Twisted-stalk is no easier to say than Streptopus roseus. There is no reason to invent “common” names for plants that lack them. If the name is not in general use in some section of the country then it is not required. In this case, it is easier to use the scientific name. This also means that I only have to learn one name for the plant.

Many common names end with “wort.” Examples include, Coolwort, Birthwort, Motherwort, Moonwort, Swallow-wort, Miterwort, Nipplewort, Sandwort. Wort comes from Old English wyrt meaning root. Most of these plants have roots that, at one time, were valued for medicinal purposes.

Just a note regarding the convention of this blog. First, I capitalize common names. This distinguishes between a White Trillium (Trillium grandiflorum) and any other white Trillium. Second, I use hyphens in common names to denote plants that are not what the common names imply. The above-mentioned Black-alder is not a true alder, Prickly-ash is not an ash, Dogtooth-violet is not a violet… This helps to avoid some of the confusion with common names. This blog is read in many countries and I include the scientific name for precise communication. I received an email recently about a Naragashiwa tree in China. I didn’t know what this plant was but from the scientific name (Quercus aliena) I knew it was an oak. All oaks are in the genus Quercus. If they had not provided the scientific name, I would have been lost.

Don’t be afraid of scientific names. Learn a few to throw around. They are required for serious study and necessary for precise communications.
Copyright 2014 by Donald Drife

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Nature Notes: Winter is Coming

Winter returned to the area surrounding Grayling, Michigan last weekend. A cold drizzle falls as I walk along the Swan Road. I find that I no longer care if it is a sunny or rainy day. I just love to be out in Nature.

An occasional Chickadee calls but sound is mostly absent from the woods now. Suddenly, a single hoarse call pierces the calm as one raven cries, then another and yet another. I stand motionless and observe a flock of six ravens mobbing an immature Bald Eagle. Ravens are large birds but the eagle is twice their size. They continue to dive bomb the eagle even after it seeks shelter among the lower branches of a Red Pine. Why they mob the poor eagle is a mystery to me. They have no young to protect and eagles seldom take adult ravens. Finally, the eagle slips away and the ravens become silent once more.

The growing season is almost over. A single White Sweet Clover is the only plant flowering. Brought to Michigan in the 1880s as a forage plant it escaped and now grows in every county appearing wild. This plant’s white spikes are producing pollen so it is truly flowering, a last bloom of the year. It looks out of place, growing among the browning, leafless, milkweed stems with their empty pods.

Cladonia coniocraea Common Powder Horn

Common Powder Horn Lichen

Several lichens are found on the Balsam Poplars at the cedar swamp’s edge. Common Powder Horn Lichen (Cladonia coniocraea) resembles a half-inch tall deer antler. Looking closely, I see the spikes are tipped with tan sporing bodies. A few mosses complete this miniature world that could be covered with a quarter. Boreal Oakmoss (Evernia mesomorpha), a lichen not a moss, hangs from the branch tips. These clusters of small gray branches cling for their lives. Lichens live on the moisture and nutrients that they gather from rain and air.

Evernia mesomorpha Boreal Oakmoss

Boreal Oakmoss

Cottony, waxy, white tufts hang from the underside of the alder branches. They are insects, Wooly Alder Aphids (Prociphilus tessellatus). Normally, the masses of insects will move slightly; however, on this cold morning they remain motionless. As I study the clusters of insects, I realize that the droplets of water on the branches are frozen. A shaft of sunlight appears through a hole in the cloud cover, backlighting the aphids. They are beautiful.

Prociphilus tessellatus Wooly Alder Aphids

Wooly Alder Aphids

Returning to home, 200 miles south, we discover a woodchuck gathering leafy branches and disappearing down her burrow. I say her because this Woodchuck has a distinct reddish-brown back and is the female that had four young last spring but failed to raise any to maturity. Possibly she is an inexperienced mother. She is plump to the point of needing to dig a small trench to fit under our gate. Bypassing the Norway Maple leaves she chooses to line her nest with leaves from an Eastern Cottonwood. Does instinct cause her to choose the native Cottonwood over the imported Maple? Soon she will disappear for her winter nap.

Baby Woodchucks in Spring

Baby Woodchucks in Spring

I hear the soft “crak-crak” call notes of the Ruby-crowned Kinglet. These birds, smaller than a sparrow, are one of the first to migrate north and one of the last to leave in the fall. A dozen small dull green birds flit in the Bladdernut thicket. I see their white eye-ring but not their red crown. Every few minutes they call a few notes. A “tsee” call draws my attention to a Brown Creeper spiraling its way up an Eastern Cottonwood. Studying every crack in the bark as it ascents, it finds small insects to feed on. This small, brown bird with its incurved bill might spend the winter here in my tiny woodlot if I’m lucky.

As winter comes, nature’s signs change. Flowers disappear, some of the bird species change, but Nature’s wonder still remains. Her signs are there if we only look for them.
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