Happy Labor Day

 

Laughing gulls, Larus atricilla, started flying south in August. They will be gone from the northeast soon. See you next summer! Click to enlarge.

August

A quiet afternoon with reflections in the New Jersey pine barrens. 

                                              

"The quiet August noon has come, 

A slumberous silence fills the sky, 

The fields are still, the woods are dumb, 

In glassy sleep the waters lie."  

                                  from A Summer Ramble by William Cullen Bryant

 

Last call for summer butterflies like this cabbage white. August is winding down. Autumn leaves are coming soon. Watch this spot. Click to enlarge.

Shadows

Something new for my shadow collection. It's a tiger bee fly. It gets the three-word name because it is a fly that looks like a bee, with patterns on its wings that resemble tiger stripes. No surprise that it is casting its shadow on dry untreated unpainted wood of the kind that carpenter bees make nests in. The tiger bee fly preys on carpenter bees, leaving eggs at the entrance to carpenter bee nests -- the fly larvae enter the bee nest and attach to and consume pupae.

Here's another noteworthy shadow photo of perched turkey vultures. 

 

And a fence lizard with a shadow that seems like a second head.

Fly details. 

And the shadow of a great blue heron that seems to be hunting while the bird rests. Click on the photos to enlarge.

August

 

Spicebush swallowtail butterfly. 

 

    “August is the slow, gentle month that stretches out the longest across the span of a year. It yawns and lingers on with the light in its palms.” Victoria Erikson    

 

Monarch butterfly. Click to enlarge.

Black-crowned Night Herons

 

The weather finally cooled off in South Jersey. I celebrated with a trip to Edwin B. Forsythe National Wildlife Refuge, despite clouds and drizzle. The overcast was so thick that it obscured the buildings of Atlantic City across the bay. I think the big gray shadow is the Ocean Casino.

Swamp rose mallow flowers were blooming everywhere. I call them marsh mallows. :-) 

It was moody and lovely. And while I was looking along the shore through my camera lens... 

A black-crowned night heron literally poked its head into the frame.

And stayed for this pose. Night herons, as the name implies, are mainly active at night and at dusk. But they come out on dull days like yesterday. What a nice bonus to go with the cool breezes. Click to enlarge.

And it happened again later. Another one flew in and landed near where I was standing. 

Love the big yellow feet.