October, 2014 - Trail Report Archive
Notes and Changes since last report
- It was 63°F, cloudy and calm at 1:45 PM on October 2, 2014.
- 0.2" of rain yesterday barely greened some of the plants, but it did soften the sound of foot steps and brought smells into the air.
- Fall colors continued to intensify.
- I saw my first junco of the season.
- In spite of the forecast, clouds lingered all afternoon, making for some dramatic landscapes.
- On the approach to the Carriage House, pokeweed had berries green, ripe, and eaten.
- At the head of the Scotch Pine Alleé, was a lone bunch of black-eyed-Susans still blooming.
- Off to the side, wild bergamot had finished blooming, but the show was not over.
- Last week's screaming red Virginia creeper was still striking against the conifers.
- The view across the Little Bluestem Meadow was tricky to capture...
- Favoring the trees looses the sky.
- Shiny, dark red leaves drew my attention to a shrub along the side.
- Oh yes, the viburnum - one of several with a thin, edible berry. I wondered if I'd tried it before. I can now say "thin" is the more descriptive term - it's all seed inside.
- In the Old Gravel pit it was other thin things like lichens and mosses that visibly benefitted from the recent showers - they were very green.
- Three small moths fluttered in front of my face to settle in a white pine's needles. Two touched noses momentarily, then... well, the third moth left.
- The sap run on the maple had only one comma today, but bald-faced hornets were numerous.
- At the edge of the Fern Glen, some black swallowwort had turned bright yellow. This will be helpful to those hunting down this invasive.
- I'd received some questions about witch hazel but only started smelling it a day or two ago. In the shrub swamp I finally found it in flower.
- Resting on a leaf below the deck was a hickory tussock moth caterpillar.
- On the other side of the little foot bridge by the deck was sassafras sporting colors I don't think I realized it had.
- The ridge of the Cary Pines Trail looked as if it had weathered a good blow: oak branch tips were all over the ground.
- Empty acorn caps suggested it was not the work of wind but of squirrels.
- The hill by the bench at the Appendix has had holes from solitary bees or wasps before, but the size of this one almost made me nervous.
- A second hole not far away was reassurance that a chipmunk was more likely the engineer.
- A rare moment of sun this day brightened the banks of the Wappinger Creek Trail.
- If we look up stream, we have to look down stream too.
- The competition was lining up in the back Old Hayfield.
- In the front Old Hayfield, an old apple tree actually had some sizable fruit.
- On closer inspection, they probably wouldn't make it to the store shelves - unless they were in a jug.
- Just ahead something floated down in the late afternoon sun - the glide was not that of a leaf... it was the old great spangled fritillary we've been seeing in this corner.
- We were usually finding her on that last stand of wild bergamot.
- Both were looking pretty ragged today. Behind the browning seed heads, black walnuts were swelling on low branches.
- That's what it's about now: seed for next season.
- 2 Red-tailed Hawk
- 4 Mourning Dove
- 1 Great Horned Owl
- 5 Red-bellied Woodpecker
- 2 Downy Woodpecker
- 2 Eastern Phoebe
- 5 Blue Jay
- 23 Black-capped Chickadee
- 6 Tufted Titmouse
- 1 Red-breasted Nuthatch
- 8 White-breasted Nuthatch
- 2 Brown Creeper
- 3 Eastern Bluebird
- 1 Hermit Thrush
- 2 American Robin
- 3 Gray Catbird
- 1 Cedar Waxwing
- 3 Palm Warbler
- 2 Eastern Towhee
- 1 Dark-eyed Junco
- 3 Northern Cardinal
- 2 American Goldfinch
- 1 Great Spangled Fritillary
- 1 Eastern Comma