one BIG moth

 

When a moth is named for a mythical giant, one has to suspect that it will be large. Indeed, the Polyphemus Moth is the largest moth in British Columbia, and one of our largest insects of any kind.

Polyphemus, the gigantic cyclops, lived on an Aegean island and ate humans—two for breakfast, Homer tells us.

Polyphemus, the gigantic moth, lives in southern BC forests (and elsewhere) and eats nothing—yes, nothing, the adult’s mouth is vestigial, and this results in a rather short lifespan.

The only function of the adult male Polyphemus Moth (Antheraea polyphemus) is to find females and mate. The finding is facilitated by his large feathery antenna; they are scent detectors tuned to the female’s pheromones.

Polyphemus Moths have a wing span of 9 to 14 cm; this one spanned about 12 cm. It did not stay on the spruce branch for long, but soon flew off on its quest.

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Flicker chicks feed

 

Of all the local woodpeckers, the Northern Flicker is the one I see most often.

The male flicker’s springtime hammering is intended to impress the females. His successful wooing has resulted in chicks to feed.

Among bird species there are different tactics adopted to ferry food to chicks. Some carry it to the nest in their bills, some carry it in their claws. The flicker adopts neither of these approaches. It first swallows the food, say, an insect, and then regurgitates it into the throat of a chick.

Flicker chicks jostle for position as they beg food from an adult returning to the nest.
Although the adult flicker does not appear to be carrying anything, the food has been swallowed. It looks as if a drop of regurgitated food is just appearing at the tip of its bill.
Food is regurgitated directly into the chick’s throat.
Now the adult leaves the nest again on its seemingly endless round of food gathering.

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Beetle bonk

 

I watched a (female) Bee-mimic Beetle (Trichiotinus assimilis) forage for pollen on purple yarrow.

I was not the only watcher. As you can see in the pictures below, a male Bee-mimic Beetle also spotted her.

A female Bee-mimic Beetle is collecting pollen from yarrow.

The male lands on top of her.

And, we have contact.

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Finn’s water birds

Guest posting Finn is my seven-year-old grandson. I played consultant, but Finn took and edited his own pictures using his own equipment. I helped post them.
Alistair

 

While visiting at Kootenay Lake, I get to wander around with Granddad as he looks at nature.

These are some things that I have seen.

These are some mallards on the dock preening.

This a mallard mama duck with her 7  chicks.

How many mallard chicks are there?

Now I know why the spotted sandpiper is called what it’s called.

These are some geese in the fog.

This fog tower is the water part of the water birds.

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Some skimmers

 

Dragonflies are grouped into seven families, each of which contains many members. Skimmers, one of the biggest of the families, prefer marshy areas and so are not often seen around the well drained portions of the Kootenay Lake shoreline. Yet there are marshes around here and it is there that one goes to see skimmers. Yesterday, I saw these three skimmer species around the pond at Grohman Narrows Park.

An Eight-spotted Skimmer has, as its name suggests, eight promenant black patches spread over its four wings and sometimes white patches between them. Mature males, such as this one, also have a dusty blue-grey pigment (a pruinescence) on the abdomen.

Not quite as spectacular, but perhaps more common is the Four-spotted Skimmer. The dark patches (one per wing) are much smaller. The little black streaks (the pterostigma) near the wingtips are common to many dragonflies and aren’t counted in the tally. Here are two views.

Also skimmers, but smaller than the spotted ones, are the meadowhawks. This is a White-faced Meadowhawk.

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Feed me

 

A title such as “feed me” could apply to any of a wealth of animals with young. On this occasion it applies to Bank Swallows. I had visited them in May and had another occasion to do so today. In May, there were no chicks; now there are.

Three pictures are below.

Feed me: a chick begs as an adult approaches.

Parents are kept busy shuttling food back to the chicks in the nest holes.

Every so often, one manages a family portrait.

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Balalaika heron

 

Why is this heron pretending to be a balalaika?

I have watched herons stand in shallows, and perch on trees, pilings, docks or rocks. But, this is the first time I have seen one adopt this pose: up-stretched neck and the underside of its wings displayed to the sunlight. It stood in this way for perhaps a half hour. Odd, what was it doing?

A search of the internet revealed only a handful of pictures of this stance amid a barrage of normal poses. The stance is sufficiently uncommon that many experienced birders have never seen it.

First the picture; then a plausible explanation of this known, but uncommon stance.

It would be nice to be able to merely ask the heron what it was up to, but, in my experience, herons ignore even polite informational requests.

At first, I thought the bird was drying its wings in a manner similar to the way cormorants do. But, I didn’t see the heron dive, and the picture shows no evidence that the feathers are wet. Drying does not appear to be the motivation for the heron’s stance.

Maybe the heron has its wings spread so as to cool itself. There is evidence of cooling: the up-stretched neck, the open bill, the expanded throat (the gular pouch) all suggest the bird is trying to cool. (More about this, below). Yet, the heron has turned its wings to face the Sun as if to heat them. If it had wanted to cool off, its wings would be turned to offer as little exposure to the Sun as possible.

Robert Butler is someone who has written extensively about herons and has seen this stance a few times before. He suggested to me that the behaviour is probably therapeutic. Just as the human body fights infection by increasing the body’s temperature, some birds fight parasites by heating them. By facing its wings to the Sun, the heron is raising the temperature of its wings to drive out parasites. However, it is not desirable to have the heated blood from the wings circulate to the brain, so the neck and head of the heron are vigorously cooling any blood that is passed to the head. The heron appears to be heating its wings and compensating by cooling its head. Supporting this interpretation was the heron’s activities afterwards: it shook itself vigorously, likely to dislodge parasites, and then preened its feathers with both bill and claws.

While this interpretation is somewhat conjectural, the uncommon stance of the heron seems to be therapeutic. It would have been much easier had the heron been willing to just explain all of this to me.

 

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Slides on mountains

 

People, around Kootenay Lake and beyond, have been concerned about the massive slide that destroyed lives and homes at Johnsons Landing (North Arm of the Main Lake). The event has been reported extensively in the media (e.g. the CBC) so will not be treated here.

Yet, this slide and others before it underscore an occasional hazard for mountain dwellers, particularly after a period of heavy rain. Famous regional slides were the Frank Slide (1903) in the Crows Nest Pass and the Hope slide (1965) on the Hope-Princeton Highway. Now we have the Johnsons Landing slide (2012) at Kootenay Lake.

Once again, I dip into my Grandfather’s photo album of his visit to the West Kootenay in 1909. He was here for only a few months, but photographed three slides, two of which appear below. It seems that mountains have long offered hazard as well as beauty.

This picture was labeled: “Debris of a snow slide at Sandon, BC, May, 1909”. The appearance of the debris field is strikingly similar to that of the slide at Johnsons Landing

Pictures of the Johnsons Land slide show mud and trees piled against homes. This image shows mud against what looks like a work train. It is labeled: “Derailed by mud slide Crow’s Nest Pass, April 1909”.

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Cicada

 

It is amazing what one can see around here by taking the time to look. Or as Sherlock Holmes (Sir Arthur Conan Doyle) observed: “The world is full of obvious things which nobody ever observes.”

Consider the cicada. When compared to bees, flys, and beetles, this is hardly a conspicuous member of our community. It is here, but I have only seen one twice in the last five or so years.

I first saw one two years ago. It turned out to be the amazingly rare, Platypedia putnami, last reported in British Columbia (indeed, anywhere in Canada) in 1942. Pictures of P. putnami appear on my page about true bugs.

What about this most recent cicada? Andy Hamilton, an expert in such matters, tells me that it is one of the whip cicadas, genus “Okanagana, and probably O. vanduzeei (which is also rare).” It is unclear why both of my cicadas would turn out to be rare. Alas, small-number statistics aren’t a good basis for generalizations.

The cicada would be a strong contender in a contest to pick our ugliest bug. Not that it is vicious—it neither bites nor stings—just that…, well, the picture says it all.

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Miner’s candleholder

 

I began scanning more of the pictures from my Grandfather’s photo album from the time he was in Silverton, New Denver, and Sandon, 1909.

Here are four mining pictures, three of which are from the album.

Here is his view of the Standard Mine, located between Sandon and Silverton, but closer to Sandon.

There were two pictures of visitors to the mines at Silverton. Of great interest to me is what they were holding in their hands (revealed only upon the image being scanned): a prospector’s hammer and a miner’s candleholder.

The miner’s candleholder had four features: a holder for a candle, a handle, a sharp point for driving it into a mining timber, a hook for hanging on a miner’s hat or on a jagged piece of the rockface.

Here is a miner’s candleholder that was passed down in my family. Such candleholders were used extensively in western hardrock mines from the 1860s to the early 1900s.

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