From September 22nd through the 25th I visited my brother's 265 acre property in Northern Ontario. The daytime weather was gorgeous and, as soon as the sun went down, the nighttime temperatures were cold. We had a bonfire every night to keep warm.
In no particular order, the following photos are just a selection of some of my favorites - bad as some are - to remember the trip by. The morning fog and bright sun made it somewhat challenging for light conditions.
|Freshly emerged Monarch butterfly clinging to sunless|
wood pile for over 24 hours.
No life birds were seen during my brief stay in Northern Ontario - but, there was one possibility; American Three-toed Woodpecker. I heard the sharp chip note of a woodpecker that, if I was in the lower peninsula, would have not created a question mark. But, in N. Ontario? I finally found the bird; indeed, a Hairy Woodpecker.
I did see a life butterfly - unfortunately, no chance for a photo - of the northern version of Red-spotted Purple, a White Admiral (Limenitis arthemis arthemis). It's somewhat difficult to see how this is a sub-species of the Red-spotted Purple - but it is.
|Poor photo of Red-breasted Nuthatch|
|The property's original building nicknamed "the mouse house."|
|Poor photo of coyote hunting the meadow|
|Beautiful spiderweb high up in tree|
|The swamp or bog|
|Same bird - probably a hatch year bird.|
|Monach butterfly gently lifted from the sunless wood pile and placed|
in the sun. It flew away an hour later.
|A view of Basswood Lake|
|Hickory Tussock Moth caterpillar?|
|Pond across from my brother's bog.|
|Swamp Sparrow - what a miss! Could have been such a|
|I was amazed by all the spiderwebs here|
|Northern Flicker perfectly posed but made fuzzy by the|
early morning fog.
|Study in cuteness - baby Red Squirrel. There were two playing under|
the mouse house.
|Pretty pink bog plant|
|Bog or swamp on my brother's land. Though it appears|
perfect for moose browsing, I never did see a moose ...
or a bear.
|Song Sparrow. Counting junco and Lincoln, this was a seven|
sparrow species two days.
|Unidentified slow and fuzzy tiny insect that the|
Green Darners hawked and ate.
|Green Darner (I think)|
|Canoeing around Ralph Lake - the most pristine lake I have|
ever been on. The bright sun mutes the bursting color of the
|The long view from the bottom of the driveway|