It was nearly a picture-perfect day in Estabrook, and the clear skies let me get into the park nice and early. I don’t know if we were there before the guy who runs his German shepherd loose over the soccer fields every morning, or if the deer have just learned to wait until he and his dog are gone, and I just got lucky with my timing, but I sure did enjoy the rare treat of watching them mosey across the fields and stop at this fruit tree on the other side of the parkway to grab some sweets. The bucks antlers are asymmetrical, and I wonder if he’s the same one we’ve seen before.
Just a bit farther norther, where the bluff squeezes the paved path up against the parkway, look who I found on the osprey’s lamp post, the first kestrel we’ve seen in a while.
At the pond, I found eight wood ducks, only one hooded merganser, and no belted kingfishers or green herons. Thank goodness this young great blue heron gave me a picture to take.
At the river, it appears that the water has finally receded another foot, after seeming to hold steady since Monday, and more of the river path was accessible for a change. I don’t know if that is why this pair of kingfishers were back at the upstream island, or if they just needed a break from all the commotion on the pond, but here they are.
In the wild flower meadow, the big new arrival is this stunning yellow garden spider with its trademarked zig-zag stabilimenta. It appears bejeweled because it is still soaked with dew. What a sight, eh? If it looks less than impressive in your email client or on my website, you know what to do.
At the stand of cup plants and joe-pye weed behind the dog park, the red-spotted purples keep getting thicker, and I believe I could count six today. Here’s one posing perfectly, …
and here are a couple more paying more attention to each other than to me. You can even see part of a fourth one in the bottom of the image and behind the focal plane.
Meanwhile, hackberry emperors were doing nearly the same thing at the pollinator garden. They’re a little smaller and flit a little faster, so I had a harder time counting them, but I’m sure there were at least six, …
and some of them also paired up. I find it wild that I didn’t see my first one until the summer of 2023, I didn’t see one at all in 2024 and had to make do with a tawny emperor, but this summer they are thick as thieves. The red-spotted purples haven’t been quite as scarce in the past, but their increase in numbers this summer is equally remarkable.
The odd coincidences just kept coming because I found only my second yellow garden spider of the year in the weeds beside the soccer fields, and it has had enough morning sun by then to be all dried out, but this image will also improve with magnification.
Finally, if the spiders creep you out, here’s a nice tiger swallowtail to cleanse your palette. The color scheme is similar, but somehow arranged in a less-scary pattern. Anyway, this one doesn’t have the fancy row of blue blotches along the trailing edge of its hind wings, so it’s a male, and the one we saw on Monday was a female.
Signs of Life in Estabrook Park 