Nine years and a day ago, I found my companion Grayced the Cat. He was utterly starved, afraid and abandoned at Jordan Lake. Through the loving rehabilitation of his Auntie Alicia and what veterinary skills I could bring to his recovery, he thrived. He weighed less than a pound the day I found him as a probable five month old kitten. Today he weighs eight pounds and fills my lap and my life with grace. He just asked for dinner … he is, after all a cat …

Jordan Lake Dam, Haw River, Friday, September 4, 2020. I have had bald eagles, ospreys and crows come by and give me a very close inspection. Well, this morning, the smallest bird in the whole area decided to try to inspect my lens. I don’t know who got more of an eyeful, me or the ruby-throated hummingbird!

Jordan Lake Dam, Haw River:  We are all probably familiar with the soft coos of the mourning dove.  Some of us know well the whistling sound of their wings when they take off and land.  What some of us have not seen is just how differently the mourning dove lands when it does so on the ground.  I have been photographing the landing sequence of the mourning dove for a number of years, trying to catch the moment that their feet touch the ground.  The dove is extremely fast and erratic in take off, flight and landing.  But, I was determined to show you the vertical, yes vertical, landing of the mourning dove. The bird comes in, pulling himself upright, lands on his tail feathers and drops immediately into a more horizontal position and then rapidly walks forward.  It is neat!  I have made the video loop twice and on the second pass, please note that the further away bird also landed vertically and rapidly walked forward. The back dove is blurred and this is how too often my photos turned out as I tried to catch that vertical moment of a dove’s landing.

Jordan Lake Dam, Haw River, September 2, 2020.  With ruby-throated hummingbirds, the butterfly bush can suddenly become too small for two hummers at the same time.  The pair started off being too intent on getting to the nectar to bother their hovering neighbor.  Then, well, hide-and-seek and the chase was on!

Jordan Lake Dam, Haw River:  In the prior post, we looked at a whitestar morning-glory (native to NC) during the night, when it was resting and closed.  In the growing daylight, the whitestar blossom begins to open.  The blossom is almost irresistible to the eastern bumblebee.  The bumblebee is just a little bit smaller than the wee whitestar blossom. There is an advantage to the whitestar in this tight fit.  As the bumblebee wedges itself down into the flower, to reach the nectar, the insect picks up the pollen of the whitestar.  The bumblebee backs out, carrying her load of pollen and heads for the next blossom.  Pollination for the flower and nutrition for the bumblebee!  The eastern bumblebee narrates her story and I think she does a fine job…