It was a hot day and I stopped at the water’s edge and crouched down to look for anything moving. It was murky and the water was still. Just as I decided to move on I noticed two small circles on the surface not far from my face. These are the eyes of a small frog. He had been watching me the whole time. I move away slowly so I will not interrupt his view of things above the water.
That same day, I notice something dark and shiny glistening in the sun. A water snake. I love seeing these but have stopped catching them. Compared to other snakes, water snakes have a bad temper (my experience). This one seemed to be enjoying the sunshine. I took a close look but didn’t touch him.
On another day, I am walking along a path and glance up to see something wrapped around a branch of a nearby tree. A black rat snake is trying to get some sun. Or maybe some lunch. Or maybe just lounging on that branch for alone time. I have seen them climb trees without needing branches and have watched them swim gracefully through the water. The black rat snake has underestimated athletic skills.
Yet another day, I was moving along when I notice something had jumped at my feet. After searching in the grass for a while I discovered a pickerel frog. There is something exotic about the camo like pattern on these. We used to see them frequently in upstate New York. It’s been a while, hello old friend. Of interest this is the only poisonous frog in the United States (don’t put it in your mouth).
Frog cousins, the toads have been singing loudly at night this month. I recommend you open your window when you lay down so you can hear that soft, melodic trill. It sounds like summer. But before you do, sit outside for a spell and watch the lightning bugs. This year, it seems the lightning bug show is the best it’s been in a long while. One night, I was outside and three landed right on me. One in my hand.
These are the kind of things that July offers even when not looking for anything in particular. And this year I had a first (for me), by chance, I glanced upward at the right time and my eyes landed on something that looked like a small hornet’s nest. Hanging from a branch maybe twenty feet above the ground, was the nest of a hummingbird. Though I could not hear any sounds, I saw what appeared to be a small head and maybe even tail feathers bobbing up and down. And then, the mother came in for a quick feeding. I walked through the same area a few days later and everyone was gone. But for one day I was there at the right time.
Now I am already looking forward to some walks through August. Wonder what I’ll get to see?